Cycling is like life. Cycling with no goal is meaningless. What meaning is there cycling in circles? Or living aimlessly? Meaning comes from direction and destination. Join me in my life's journey on a mountain bike :)

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Sunday, May 13, 2007

Cut throat

To Marina South, 44 km. Now, there's a remote possibility that your throat is cut, by kite string, if you visit Marina South. It is has wide open spaces and filled with green. In future, there is a distinct probability that your throat will be cut, as the place will have become a casino where the odds are against you. I enjoy the peace and quiet while it lasts. It rains. Make hay while the sun shines. Wash bicycle when the sun doesn't shine, and that's what I do.

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