What do you do when you really want to be a bad-boy biker but you don’t have enough money for a motorcycle—and can’t afford a professional tattoo?
If you’re one of these young guys, you get a banana bike (it’s kinda like a motorcycle, but without a motor) and you do your tattoos yourself with a needle, thread, and India ink. Then you smoke cigarettes like you don’t care who knows it.
Dudenbostel found these would-be bikers having a smoke in front of a store in Petros in the early ’70s. The young guy in front, who seemed to be taking some kind of leadership role with the rest of his “gang,” is Benny. He led his pack to this store because he favors Pepsi and they’ll sell him cigarettes.
The store is now completely gone and maybe Benny has finally gotten a real motorcycle. And he’s probably still smoking—if he’s still alive.