a bizarre story … a bike in the middle of the small tunnel … alone, abandon, sad … just renovated … no one around … only ghosts … and few guys … surprised by such a thing … in such a place … good guys … kin to foster it … to save it … to give a small roof over the bikes heavy head … and me … sending emails, writing on forums … looking, searching …. a phone call today … he knows the owner … will phone again … looks they found each other again …. happy ending is coming … big steps … I can hear them …. ’til tomorrow …
