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The above is what I ride. I’ve always had Cannondale’s; there’re terrific bikes and handmade right here in America. I always dreamed of cycling across the country. Back when my legs were capable of making the journey, it would’ve required a six-week vacation. Now that I can afford the time, my legs would prove stubbornly
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The seasons are equal in length, or so says the calendar. So why does winter seem so much longer? Why does this bleakest of the four seasons seem so stubborn to yield to its well-anticipated successor? Winter makes me think of the line from A Christmas Carol: Darkness is cheap, and Scrooge liked it. Indeed,
Michael's Corner 