By spring, everyone in Maplewood knew about “Professor Noah and the Friday Riders.”
What had started as one terrifying-looking biker helping a lonely autistic boy rebuild wood chip patterns had become something much bigger.
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By spring, everyone in Maplewood knew about “Professor Noah and the Friday Riders.”
What had started as one terrifying-looking biker helping a lonely autistic boy rebuild wood chip patterns had become something much bigger.
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