In the middle of the journey of my life, I am--as always--a woman on a bike. Although I do not know where this road will lead, the way is not lost, for I have arrived here. And I am on my bicycle, again. I am Justine Valinotti.
Do bicycles reflect their riders?
Or do cyclists mirror their machines?
Hey, that's me! Stooped over, kinda dried up. But the bike looks like a good ride.
Hey, that's me! Stooped over, kinda dried up. But the bike looks like a good ride.
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