Oct 12, 2019
The strobe was on , you know that bright flashing light, when you almost hit me by the minute lube I turned around an caught you by the the Federal Building. You heard a knock, we made eye contact, I wished a broken window. Frustration. “You touched my car.” Careening off into an indolent soundscape. Smug, virgin, coward, car,dude. Tomorrow.#bike#encels#nightlife#drunkcyclists #violenceofcars , https://www.instagram.com/p/B3gR_CaJva5/?igshid=1r8nxkp2862pn