You are reading a book whose ending hasn't happened yet.
Start readingChapter 1 is out now. A new chapter every day. The last one gets written on November 1st at Highmark Stadium.
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You asked what I want for my birthday. This.
Our book. I say our, because you are in it. The man who gave me a roof. The woman who lent me a seat for one night. The biker who put me up when I had nowhere to go. The man at the gas station who said one sentence I will never forget. This is not a book about a trip around the world. It is a book about the people I met on the way, and most of you are reading this right now.
Every chapter has its day. Every day has its names.
The book comes to you.
Your Day 1 starts the moment you buy it. Twenty one chapters, twenty one days. You can read ahead if you really want to. But the book will not run away.
No app store.
Add lou21.com to your home screen and it opens like a book, remembers where you stopped, and works without signal.
Every page has its day.
Each chapter carries the photos from those exact days on the road. Soon a librarian lives inside too. It never speaks for me. It only knows the book.
Why I rode
One of yours said out loud what most men never say. I heard it across the Atlantic. I was sober, and I was listening.
So I got on a 2011 Vespa named Adina, put GO BILLS on the plate, and rode ten thousand miles to shake the hand of a man I had never met. Through Russia on a train, Korea on a ferry, Japan with my girl, two months waiting for Adina in a customs warehouse in Vancouver, and then across America, one day at a time.
That is how the trip was ridden. That is how this book is read. And that is the only way sobriety is lived. One day at a time.
Where every dollar goes
Every dollar from this book builds MIIN, an app for men back home in Czechia who drink too much and will never hear Jordan Poyer, because they do not speak English. A bar where nobody pours. You got that voice for free from one of your own. They will get it from you.
Choose your copy
This book was written by one author and one AI. I lived it, I dictated it, and I chose every photo. Lojza, the AI I work with, translated it into English, typeset it, built this page, and keeps the facts and the days straight. No publisher, no editor, no agent. The voice is mine. The mistakes are mine too.
Chapter 21 does not exist yet. It will be written on November 1st, after the Ravens game, and it will say whatever actually happens. I am not promising anything about that day. I am promising you will read it the morning after.
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