Wheeler

Last summer my flatmate’s back wheel of his bike was stolen overnight at Kontula Metro. Since he left the country, I took the bike. PAINSTAKINGLY.

Last month I repaired it. It was a bit of bother getting in around let me remind you. It cost 150 EUROS.

And yesterday the FRIKKIN’ Taiwanese frame cracked. IN TWO PLACES. Including that bit in the middle, where the pedals are attached.

It’s a dead bike. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooOOOoooooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooo

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