I was at Grønland tram station, it was filled with people. I always bike to grønland to get home. My bike, white Peugeout, was standing behind me. The bell klings klangs klongs when biking on unstable ground. I enjoy this sound by the way 😀
While conversating with my sister, i hear this kling klang klong behind me. Not thinking about it, though noticing, eventually i turn, to realize my bike gone! ADDAH!
In terror and fear, i run and start looking around for a grusome man cykling on MY beautiful, marvelous, precious, outstanding, gorgeous bycikle.
In the crowded tram station, I fall apart, for I accept my fate. My darling, wonderful, impecable, god sent bike, is gone. Forever.
Godspeed.
May 22nd, 2025.