The Traveller - Part I


Michelle loves her vintage folding bike.

Rusty and golden, banana seat and all. It's a low rider extra
-ordinaire. Old school written all over it. She rode it all
over the market, to work and back and late into the night;
steering with one hand and smiling. It's the Traveller.
One day she left the Traveller next to the Last Temptation.

Somehow, in classic Kensington Market fashion it got stolen
right from underneath her nose. She was very upset about it
and missed the bike badly when I saw her the next day slinging
coffees at Ideal. Against all odds I had a good feeling about
the bike showing up again. When it does, I will be ready.

Posted: Thu - August 21, 2003 at 09:31 PM          

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