She Defended a Lonely Biker, and Her Town Never Saw It Coming

at something Naomi couldn’t hear through the glass.

They turned off the road in patient rows, engines rumbling deep enough to shake the front windows, and lined both sides of Carter’s Diner without blocking traffic or crowding the sidewalk.

They parked with astonishing order.

One after another.

No revving for show.

No yelling.

No chaos.

Just presence.

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