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Doc Martens on a Bike

Posted on August 31, 2015

Or “I Kissed a Girl at the Iron Ore Wall” I don’t know why it took me so long to get a bike again. I always rode a bike in middle school and high school. I had one in college for a while but I got drunk and ran into a wall while on it. My first French kiss came when I was on my bike. I was in junior high. It was in front of my house. It was night, and I just got done riding with my best friend and neighbor “Dutch” Andy. My older sister’s friend Carina was in front of our house smoking a cigarette. She was a junior or senior in high school. Very tall, very pretty, very intimidating.…

The Lonely Piano

Posted on August 15, 2015

I took a bike ride along Chicago’s Lakefront Trail, starting at it’s end (or beginning) at the South Shore Cultural Center at 71st Street. The South Side. Little known beaches with people of all races and cultures, cool architecture and this:

A lonely piano at  63rd Street Beach. 



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