Took the Surly Long Haul Trucker out for a ride on the Minuteman before dinner, enjoying its rock-steady stability, dialed-in comfort--after 13,000 miles and more, it should be dialed in--and delightfully familiar handling. This old touring bike makes me happy.
A man sleeping on the lawn of the small park that houses the statue of Uncle Sam gave me pause. Homeless? Intoxicated? Exhausted from long Town Meeting sessions? There's a story there, and I don't know what it is, but suspect that the real wonder is that we haven't had more people sleeping on the Town's lawns.
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