And by a little, I mean ridiculously. Gusts up to 45 mph one day. That's quite the challenge for a bike commuter. Here's the bent, broken, twisted wreckage of my brand new back-yard canopy.
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I'm not from Kansas. I've never even been to Kansas. But, like Dorothy, I keep ending up very, very far from home.
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