Category Archives: Cycling
A Waste…
An absolute, total, fucking waste. I didn’t know Charlie Prinsep all that well, not even enough to know his last name, but Charlie, first known to me as the larger-than-life Shiznaz on the BFSSFG. I knew him peripherally, through mutual friends, sort of in the same sphere but never cementing anything I’d call a friendship, […]
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A manifesto.
I never thought myself a fearful person, but once in a while, I am shaken. On Saturday night my good friend Jason was hit by a car edging out from a side street as he rode west on Queen St. He was on his way back from Toby’s Disco Inferno alleycat (though he had already […]
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Must be the new moon.
My new favourite spot in the city: the top of Kensington Market parking garage. A secluded, quiet spot to murder your friends.
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Reconsidering one’s life ambition…
… is a very scary thing. Okay maybe I’m not actually reconsidering, but given my utter lack of enthusiasm for school and the bike-mania of late, it’s a very appetizing fantasy to play out in my head. Through the acquaintance of a new (bike messenger) friend, I was offered a job bike messengering. In a […]
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Notes on international cycling.