Sheesh. As if my luck weren't already bad enough, I nearly get hit by a car at 24th and Pillsbury this morning. His stop, not mine (this seems to be a trend this week). I was forced to dive off my bike. Ripped my best pants and fucked up the derailer pretty bad. It bent at a 45 degree angle into my spokes. He stopped to make sure that I was
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