Before I was fat and lazy, I would go to Yoga to the People a couple times a week and park my bike on the northeast corner of that intersection. Never had any problems, but my bike isn’t too flashy either.
I also once locked my bike out front of Giordano Brothers for a whole weekend and the only thing missing when I came back was my light.
My beat? Still there, but covered in human feces.
poor guy/girl
Before I was fat and lazy, I would go to Yoga to the People a couple times a week and park my bike on the northeast corner of that intersection. Never had any problems, but my bike isn’t too flashy either.
I also once locked my bike out front of Giordano Brothers for a whole weekend and the only thing missing when I came back was my light.
Probably an SF Police bait bike.
naw it’s mine