Every morning (and probably every night, though I’m too tired to notice) I pass this bike. And while I don’t have a bike, I think this might be one of the coolest bikes in the city. But I don’t have much to judge by … except all the other bikes I walk past. None of which, okay maybe one or two sweet-ass Raleighs, are nearly as sweet as this bike.
So, I took its picture. Don’t you totally agree it deserved it? Yeah, I thought so, too.