it wasn't raining though, it was hot, windy and stupidly busy. all taxis and posh twats in posh cars trying to occupy the next milimetre of road space by any means possible.
the futility of people's lives is a pitiful thing, yet somewhat amusing when you happen to be on a bike.
Metaphorically, yes. it felt that way.
it wasn't raining though, it was hot, windy and stupidly busy. all taxis and posh twats in posh cars trying to occupy the next milimetre of road space by any means possible.
the futility of people's lives is a pitiful thing, yet somewhat amusing when you happen to be on a bike.