This is a quote from a man who kidnapped an eleven year-old girl, kept her imprisoned for 18 years and fathered two children by her. I saw it and thought, "yeah...you keep telling yourself that, buddy."
In other news, I was riding up through Central Park yesterday on the way to Ward's Island. Just south of 72nd Street there was a red light and pedestrians crossing the road, so I slowed down to a crawl to let them pass. It was at this point that I slammed into by a Lance Armstrong wannabe.
The good thing is, I learned that my tough little bicycle can totally fuck up a fancy road bike with no more damage than my saddle being knocked off kilter. The bad thing is, I've suffered a zillion injuries riding bicycles over the years, but I've never gotten an injury like one that I got last night. It's an abrasion right above my waistband in the middle of my back. It's like some sort of scabby tramp stamp.
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