fullsizeoutput_1188I met this man in the elevator at the Arts Center MARTA station, our bikes next to each other, our nods hello friendly. He was as old as the hills, and he told me that bikes are a form of transportation that was here before cars, before trains. He asked how long I had been riding, and I answered, “Forever.” Then we just stood there together and shared our timelessness. And it was nice.

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