Posted on August 14, 2010
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In Iowa City I could lock my bike with this chain: Or, with these chains: But in Brooklyn, I was told that I had better get something along these lines: Wait. I am getting ahead of myself. Where have I been? Why am I…
Category: Biking, Culture, homesickness, Literature, Skiing
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