When I was 15 years old, a group of 30 of us managed to convince the local council to give us a miniramp, a funbox and a rail. It changed my life. Our skatepark became the place I spent most of my free time, where I found my musical taste and where I made friends for life. Even though I don’t roll around anymore, the calm atmosphere of these spaces and their seemingly infinite possibilities still draws me in.
Concrete waves
02.05.22 — Maarten Rots
When I was 15 years old, a group of 30 of us managed to convince the local council to give us a miniramp, a funbox and a rail. It changed my life. Our skatepark became the place I spent most of my free time, where I found my musical taste and where I made friends for life. Even though I don’t roll around anymore, the calm atmosphere of these spaces and their seemingly infinite possibilities still draws me in.
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