Let me preface all this by saying I'm not even looking for bicycles this week... I've got an artist in residence at a local school and my days are too full right now to even consider my usual couple of hours haul thru Southside; after the artist in residence I've gotta be about twelve miles away (in forty-five minutes) at the arts center I usually teach at. I pretty committed to bike commuting, so I'm doing twenty plus miles a day right now, maybe more, I dunno, I don't have any computers. Very pleasant ride, although I'm in some rush hour traffic.
So last night I'm walking my faithfull mutt, who I found when he was playing in traffic years back, getting ready to hit the hay so I can get up early for the ride in. Lo and behold, I glance over at a trash pile the dog is sniffing at, and there this Bianchi Brava, 58cm, full Shimano 105. I tell, you, this dog is amazing, he found a vintage trackhub last week... must be spring cleaning week or something... I picked the bike and walked it home, and the bike is actually in really pretty good shape. Needs fixing up, but it'll sell well on Craigslist, thus financing a super-secret project or two... but wait, I'm not done yet...
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