DAY 6
This lady couldn’t care less. Do you think she has ever wondered why that little purple bike has been locked up for so long? How about the guy that intermittently locks and unlocks his bike right next to our subject? Unlikely. In fact they will probably be oblivious to the end of an era. Once the city acts on the ominous initials, so delicately inscribed on the weathered concrete, it’s all over.
Incidentally, who came along and stole the seat? Who needed that particular item, and only that item, so badly that they were willing to strip an inncoent disabled child’s bicycle. I’ve seen this sort of callous brutality before, but only with adult bikes.
