You know i love the ghost bikes
as I love all things natural. But I am in New York, and i just stepped off the curb (as a pedestrian) and got hit by a bicyclist. where’s my guerilla art/activism memorial?
Also, i have a hybrid car.
Also, my last day at the Stranger was last Tuesday, but i’ll still be writing, and sneaking on my beloved Slog now and again; I’ve been working on a big goodbye post, but I just can’t get the tone right. Perhaps a few days of smelling the urinary air of lower Manhattan will inspire me.
Until then, I shall miss you, Withnail.