Tuesday, September 23, 2003

carry me home

a bicycle fallen prey to vandals, to the dubious purveyors of spare parts, or simply to the elements: it is always a sad sight.
this one - so tiny, so futilely secured, so optimistically and brokenly bright - made me feel especially sorrowful.
(i may be a bit over-sensitive on this subject: my daughters bike was stolen a few days ago. the three of us presently at home are sharing one steed. it's an organisational nightmare..)

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