stomach and stones

The whir of the chain in its oft-shifting track the wind in the hair and the sun on the back the city’s streets telling a crack-ridden tale of paved-over valleys and paved-over vales. From oceanside cliff-face to foot of skyscraper does many a cyclist day in and out caper for exercise business or shits and giggs while dodging all manner of fast-moving rigs. With grit in the stomach and stones in the sack there’s not much in daring or courage they lack so keep one eye peeled for that velocipede aware to their presence without too much speed.

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