Antelope Linus

On one afternoon on a quick trip to New York City, I popped downtown sans Brompton.  It was wet and cold, and I hadn’t brought good rain gear with me, so I hoofed it (and rode the subway).  Before leaving Washington Heights, though, I spotted an old friend:


I’d first encountered what I now think of as The Antelope Linus just over a year ago, in, if I recall correctly, a different area of New York City.  It was good to see that both cycle, and, presumably, cyclist, had survived since the previous year.

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