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My first bike was a sweet blue BMX with yellow wheels, and it was the epitome of simplicity: two wheels, one speed and coaster brakes. That’s it. Things went downhill from there. My bike-complexity quotient...

In my past I’ve had and loved a total of three bikes, which have given me a slew of memories and taught me the complex nature of relationships. The first two-wheeled love of my...

The whole situation made me angry. I was upset with myself for not getting his information and reporting him, but after a few conversations with other cyclists it sounded like it wouldn’t have resulted...

We grew up racing them in back lanes and down gravel roads. We groaned climbing hills on them and had more than a few wipeouts. As soon as we were old enough to ride...

My city’s still breathing (but barely, it’s true) through buildings gone missing like teeth. The sidewalks are watching me think about you, all sparkled with broken glass. — The Weakerthans, “Left and Leaving” the destruction, construction and reconstruction...

Oh summer! With the temperature finally staying in the double digits for longer than a few hours, one can finally revel in the joy of summer fashion. How easy is it to break out...

Alas, classes and exams are over. One can finally be free and bask in the joys of summer. As such, our normally bustling campus has been nearly abandoned — where have all the students...