Could it be America?
We traveled around the world: Guatemala, El Salvador, Venezuala, Turkey, Pakistan, Cambodia. Only place anyone messed with our bikes was in Amsterdam outside the most expensive hotel we stayed in where someone jimmied open one of my boxes.
I come back to Boston, park the bike outside on the sidewalk in front of my house for two days and some jerks steal the BMW emblems off of the sides of my gas tank.
I was at brunch at a local political legends house yesterday, Mel King, and the discussion centered around how we as a society do not respect everyone in the society, especially the children.
Maybe we have things to learn from the rest of the world.
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you dont have to come back.
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