It took me hours, over the course of 2 and a half years, to take the old bicycle apart -- the one that brought me from New Mexico to northern California. The metal, aluminum and steel, was worth about $1.75. Glad I did it anyway. Not only is my pile of junk reduced, but I met a pleasant old guy at Maselli's who shot the breeze with me a little. Told me about a time in Hawaii when the rain came out of nowhere, poured for 5 or 6 minutes, then the sun came back out and dried him out again in no time.
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