You finally finish your homework for the day and head out to the skate park near the McDonald’s by the beach. The late afternoon sun paints everything in warm colors, the air buzzing with voices, laughter, and the clatter of wheels on concrete.

You drop down onto a bench, just watching the scene. A few familiar faces are around friends messing around, riders showing off tricks, someone blasting music too loud from their speaker. It’s easy to get lost in the rhythm of the place.