the land of bicycles. Never mind the coming snows, never mind that the temperatures will drop and drop down. Do not attend to any of that. You are in the land of bicycles.
Walk down the street at night, you'll see two bicyclists zipping towards you. They politely line up and move to your left, their right.
Head over to the supermarket, with wife and daughter. Silent as can be they keep coming from behind you, riders on bicycles. You only hear them when, again, they politely pass you. This time treading on grass.
You are in the land of the bicycles. How long, how long till you have one too?
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