my friends are heroes. like real ones. i’ve never had a real hero before. they chased down a unnassailible foe of a serpent, they tore him off his saddle and returned my stolen bicycle to me practically on my birthday. honor these heroic men. pay them suitable homage. they protect your bikes at night. they uphold the righteous ways of the knight. the bike knight.
—I-Soder
This article appears in Oct 1-7, 2009.
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