Wednesday, 25 April 2007

Simple pleasures, like a nice relaxing cycle.

Why is cycling like a nutter through traffic so much fun?

Every day I take my bike to work I end up riding, racing and ultimately grinning like a maniac. It's indecently, childishly entertaining. It makes me feel like I'm fifteen and off to do stuff I shouldn't. Which surely isn't a bad state of mind to come into work in.

It's not a bit like this though. NYC couriers make our British cycle couriers look pretty woosy. The whole sub-culture of cycle couriers is pretty appealing. They've got cool clothes, a fuck you attitude and an oddly intense worship of human power fused with ultra-paired down but trick technology. I suppose that's why the cyber punk man/machine/future thing is so connected with the scene.

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