Eugene update!

As I was walking around to get my bike this morning, I heard music. I looked up to see an  old may cycling by, long gray hair rippling gently in his slow wake. One hand was on the handlebar, steering unsteadily, the other stuffed between his bearded lips, working a harmonica like a pro.

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