I am in love.
And with my wife’s blessing, I have begun an affair with a mistress called Lapierre.
We consummated our relationship on Monday, a languid union along the river on a cool, breezy evening.
But our flirtations began many months ago, when I first spied her in photographs online from the Eurobike trade show. The subtle arc of her top tube and curved arch of the rear brake bridge enticed me. The twist of her chain stays and swooping line of her front fork stirred me.
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