I got a job.
But I don't have a car.
In Brookings, SD there are predators and there is prey.
I, without car--on bike--am prey.
My new job is in such a location that I must share a lane with distracted semis & crazy college students driving $50,000 monster trucks, at midnight. I am but a pesky little fly upon their grand highway.
I want Danish bike respect back.
But at least we have taco johns and root beer.
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