There Are Segways, and then there’s Usher Raymond IV‘s Segway. Usher’s scooter is a custom-built, gold-plated number with rims that look like they were lifted from Rick Ross‘ Maybach. It shines like Louis the XIV’s jewels as he zips through the hallways of the Philadelphia arena in which he’s rehearsing for an upcoming tour on a mid-October day. He’s wearing a cozy blue hoodie sweater (hood up) with a bejewel-ed plastic crown canted over it, like he just got back from partying with the monsters in Where the Wild Things Are. As he joins his band — already shaking the empty arena with depth-charge blasts of bass-heavy funk — it’s hard to believe that anyone on the planet is having more fun.
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