volunteering to fix bikes
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2014.07.19
Our volunteer gang would show up to fix bikes at an annual event in our east end neighborhood.
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twenty-eight years and a million words
Our volunteer gang would show up to fix bikes at an annual event in our east end neighborhood.
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...and when you try to get some, it surely can be hard. There's always trouble waiting, when you leave your own back yard.
—Motorhead, Lost Johnny (lyrics by Mick Farren)