Biking through farm country is the best morning exercise. The smell of fresh hay and manure always makes my heart sing.
Coffee clashes with stale booze, honking fills my ears, the world is off. I turn my bike toward the barn and slam into the ground. "Oh, yeah, I moved to the city." Sigh.
#hbp110
Coffee clashes with stale booze, honking fills my ears, the world is off. I turn my bike toward the barn and slam into the ground. "Oh, yeah, I moved to the city." Sigh.
#hbp110
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Concept: A sudden realization while biking. #hbp110
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