I've been walking past this bicycle almost daily for the past week or so on my way to the train after work. First a wheel went missing. Then the handlebars. Eventually (I imagine) nothing will remain but the lock, impenetrable, lingering like the smile of the Cheshire Cat.
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I love that comparison to the Cheshire Cat. And I wish there were some way to know more about the story and history of the bike.
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