This is my Inbred. After a day out on some gnarly North Yorkshire singletrack from the look of all that dirt... but no, just after regular dirty winter weather commuting actually. It is so filthy out there, but as ever there is something just right about riding a bike anywhere. No matter where really.
And turning up at work in this state is always a little bit fun.
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Weeks and months turn into years and who knows what surprises a new day will bring? As shelves fill with more songs, dust collects, memories accumulate and we pass through the lives of others, sometimes pausing, sometimes pulling up a chair, sometimes moving on. Thinking that tomorrow is going to be like yesterday. What do we know? I just like words and pictures, so why make excuses for collecting those either? But some things will never change, the sad songs will always be the best ones.
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