Ding-ding-ding! Say now, what’s that sound? Coming from directly behind you? Could it be
I Am A Cyclist, And I Am Here To Fuck You Up
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someone who actually uses a bell? is not a shout from the wellspring of disgust for all drivers of cages not enough to gain attention from organic drones? an authoritative bark which originates from the space between the rotating thighs, forcefully travelling to the mouth to announce that YOU are in the path and YOU need to move is ll I’ve needed to get by crowds. still though; a bell?

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