On my way back from the grocery store this afternoon, as I chugged up the hill on my 24-gear bicycle with 4 liters of milk, boxes of blueberries and strawberries, and 1/8 of a watermelon, a young Japanese woman effortlessly passed me on her old one-speed bicycle.
Her left hand, which guided the handlebars, grasped a plastic iced frappuccino cup from Starbucks. She was looking at her right hand, where she scrolled and typed on her iPhone.
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Jessica, I WONDERED if you'd seen me there! I was texting you... seriously, will much miss your blog. Kit
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