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Two kids tried to get me off my bike a year or so ago in Lewisham by rigging up a crude clothesline between the lights at a zebra crossing. The thing is they didn't seem interested in stealing anything or beating me up, more just like it was something fun to do. Much to their dismay, and my delight, the big HGV next to me just tore through it, leaving them crestfallen at the side of the road...
But back to the OP, putting arguments of gentrification and whatnot to the sideline, thoughts to your friend, I hope they heal up soon
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I saw this joker dressed in blazer, shirt, boot-cut jeans and brogues locking up a ridiculous customised Team Jordan carbon road bike, outside the new Topshop opposite Harrods yesterday. After putting a battered lock through just the frame in he swanned, presumably to oggle the young sales staff. Not only did the bike have his signature all over it, the seat tube had an embossed monogram. Narcissistic at all?
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I don't know what's more disappointing, the bike or the beats?