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I pass the drycleaners every day on my bike, occasionally nearly hitting someone, becuase I'm the sort of perso who zips by as fast as they can go, on the sidewalk giving people heart attacks on my way to the grocery store becuase I'm that hungry, or to the thrift store becuase I've got fifty cents in my pocket, just burning a hole in it to be spent on a book, y'know, that odd person you're not sure if they're a boy or a girl, or just really odd, but nonetheless, they just about ran you over with their stupid turquoise bike. Damn them.
Or me.
Or the clouds. Because they just need to be damned.

Description
I pass the drycleaners every day on my bike, occasionally nearly hitting someone, becuase I'm the sort of perso who zips by as fast as they can go, on the sidewalk giving people heart attacks on my way to the grocery store becuase I'm that hungry, or to the thrift store becuase I've got fifty cents in my pocket, just burning a hole in it to be spent on a book, y'know, that odd person you're not sure if they're a boy or a girl, or just really odd, but nonetheless, they just about ran you over with their stupid turquoise bike. Damn them.
Or me.
Or the clouds. Because they just need to be damned.