Wednesday, 23 April 2014

Learning the Ropes.

This had to be placed before me as some sort of preliminary lesson, right? Or even a sign. All I need now is the money to get there, and sufficient recession of the old fatigue problem to have the energy to cross those big wide roads they have. The road I live on is about the width of a NYC cycle lane.

I wonder whether it would help to try the disorienting, mixed message approach – get a T shirt printed with:

Hate New York
Love New Yorkers

‘Are you for real?’

‘No, from England.’

I wonder whether I’d end up dead in some sort of municipal receptacle.

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