Last night I dreamt about a velocipede. A big one. It was black, shiny, and had the coolest handlebars. I dreamt about the wind in my hair (where was my helmet?), and speeding down hills like there was no tomorrow.

When I woke, I wanted that slick metal under my hands.

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