On the third day that i owned my bike somebody tried to steal it. Fortunately they failed. My brand new lock now bares scars that will hopefully scare off any other would-be thieves rather than encouraging them to 'finish the job'.
Earlier that day I saw two ladies who seemed to have lost their pants while celebrating their country. They were smoking cigaroos on some steps downtown seemingly unaware of or unabashed by their pantslessness. What free spirits they are!
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what kind of lock do you have?
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