
This is the way…except for that last part. Someone got my touring bike. I know their life probably sucks already if they’re that desperate, but a small part of me still kind of hopes they step barefoot on a Lego brick, like right in the heel, every single day until they turn away from their life of crime.


Sincere but possibly stupid question: what keeps people from joining a nonprofit organization dedicated to providing access as a proxy? Businesses have accounts for all kinds of services for the use of their constituents.