Yesterday I saw an old man about to ride an old bicycle with bald tires, a rusted chain, and brake pads nearly worn down.
"So why do use this contraption?" I asked him.
He gave me a knowing shrug and said it was because they were like old dance partners. He mounted the bike and rode away. The wind blew back his silvery hair; his thin arms held steady the bicycle frame; his legs peddled slowly but steadily over rough gravel. Like old dance partners they were in rhythm, playing to the music of the moment, the music of life.
Ditching School in '88
2 days ago
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This description reminds me of the movie "Waking Ned Divine," which I haven't seen but it describes the poster for the film. It feels like your building up to something here...the bike is a great analogy.
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