All those steps, all those ramps, all those skateboarding greebos. And all far away enough from the train station doors so that no one would ever come and tell you to go somewhere else. You basically had a celebrity status if you were going out with a skateboarder because all the girls wanted a skateboarding boyfriend who loved Fall Out Boy and showed you how to smoke your first cigarette. And if you were lucky, hed let you ride his skateboard, then take it away and show off his amazing tekkers, and then maybe make out with you if he wasn't being all teenage angsty in front of his hoodie-wearing mates. It seemed like true love at the time.