Middleman
by John Lippincott
Have you ever been cut off by a careless biker while you were strolling peacefully down the sidewalk? That biker is usually me late for class. However, yesterday morning I was a careful and calm biker who slowly pedaled his way towards you coming from the opposite direction. I observed every detail of your stature when we crossed paths. As if I were a scientist looking through a microscope, jotting down experimental data. Creepy? Yes, absolutely. Read more »
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