Out on the mudflat, mulling over mudthings. The tide is about to turn. Hitch up your pants and head for the beach.
I hope that's not your bike. The back wheel of my bike (locked outside) here in Canada was gone when I come back too. Totally useless now...
PSYL, no, that's not my bike. It was on Saba Rd. I rarely leave mine alone (even locked) for more than a few minutes.I'm sorry your bike got vandalized. Hope you get a replacement soon.
Wow, those thieves were thorough.It's not so much to use a lock, but to lock it up in the right way.
Quite a comment on the society we live in, I'd say!
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