You: short skirt-wearing brunette beauty with vintage seagreen bike. Me: awe-struck blonde beard on Spring Garden. Everyday I see you whizzing by, and I can’t figure out how I’m going to get your attention. You’re breathtaking. Turn your (awesome) riding cap my way, little bird, and make my month of April (or May or June). —Yearning Pedestrian
This article appears in Apr 25 – May 1, 2013.
She whizzes while riding a bike in public? Is that even legal?