Saturday, November 1, 2014

A Chauffer Without Pay or Destination


Ever since I bought this pedicab, Liam and I have been riding around the community waving at neighbors without irony or shame. We are essentially a suburban art exhibit. “Look at that happy family,” I imagine folks saying as they drive by. “This Sienna Plantation must be a great place to raise a family. Just look at that baby in the rickshaw.”

When I want to feel like a bad boy I just peddle faster and remind myself that I’m not wearing a helmet.

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