My Morning Ride.

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I was very surprised to discover that Inspector Clouseau had moved into the neighbourhood when I emerged from the alley this morning (see ancient Citroen, above). 

Weirdly, as I rode across town it seemed like the entire city is having a Pro-D-Day.

Heckfire, even the Safeway on outer W10th was empty while the Ramones blared.

Yes.

The Ramones as muzak.

In Safeway.

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Scorecard:

The Good - Seeing an old trail acquaintance again for the first time in a long time -the slow running guy.

The Gooder - Seeing a honest-to-gosh indigenous tiny speedy squirrel on the trail as well (as opposed to one of those ubiquitous fat rats with tails that have taken over everywhere).

The Not-So-Gooder - getting out of the Safeway and realizing that I'd left the red tail light on my pack flashing the entire time I was in there.

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