As I was returning home the other night from school, I hardly noticed my watch. It was past 3 AM! The cold morning, the low settled fog, the deserted roads and the halos of traffic lights through the low clouds made for a weird, surreal experience. Like cycling on pot or something, without actually being on pot you know..
So I decided to ride some more, with the road all to myself, taking pictures, doing a couple of sprints here and there, Paolo Bettini style.
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