These writhing whales of the road have swung their hefty rear ends round our corners for the final time.
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"Just zis Guy, you know?" wrote:
Presumably this is because every time a cyclist tries to talk to her
she stuffs her fingers in her ears and chants "laa laa laa I'm not
listening". Whatever good they may be outside the city centre, in
cramped and narrow streets they are an absolute bloody nightmare.
The main danger to cyclists are lorries, not buses, as at least three
ghost bikes near where I live sadly testify.
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