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DTM: Of Bicycles and Adulting

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Growing up in a quiet neighborhood,  one of my best moments was riding my bicycle around the serene streets. I and my friends often raced each other, doing so with hearty laughs and childish gusto.  Riding was freedom for me, I had no care in the world, I’d just paddle on and on, round and round till mom called me home.  Continue reading “DTM: Of Bicycles and Adulting”

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