Micromobility: the Prose and Poetry of the Scooter-Faithful

Before he took the stage—before, even, most of the 650 participants sat in their seats—James Gross started riding around the cavernous, crowded Craneway Pavilion on a red Jump electric bike. Ding, ding, ding, he rang the bike’s tinny bell: A priest swinging a thurible into the sanctuary, a rabbi tying the belt of his kittel …

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