An exposed light bulb hangs from the ceiling, blinking occasionally. Motorcycles of varying degrees of disassembly are parked in a dense row. Brand new spare parts lay spread out on a wide workbench. Garish band posters cover the walls, some half peeled off. Rock music blasts from a miniature radio, shaking the stool it is placed on. A young woman is bent over an old bike, rummaging through its innards with oily hands, swaying to the tune slightly. She is too immersed in her work to notice you