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  • Tibbs. All the way from Kennington. Until the lights of Brixton Hill separated us....

    heartbreaking moment.

    I can see the feature film now:

    They met, as two lone cyclists in a post riot london.
    They rode, silently admiring the other, words exchanged only lightly conveying the excitement of companionship.
    And then as they approached the Hill, as quickly as they had come together, they parted, tearful and remorseful, hoping that tomorrow would bring another chance to ride.

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