Thursday, September 2, 2010

Racist or Closeted Homosexual

On my ride home tonight there was a black guy riding the opposite direction on a green and white steel bicycle. He was shirtless, in the drops, perfect flat back. He was magnificent. Not many could make that look work, but he was beautiful. Man, muscle and machine working as one.
I wonder if the small white man riding the brown fixed gear in a Mapei jersey made any impression on him?

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