| what the river doesn't ask questions. doesn't judge you. doesn't rear it's ugly head of spatial conformity when your bike doesn't fit. it merely politely swallows whatever you put into it, wherever you are, leaving you free to go about your day vs the municipal trash can, where you'll be fined if it doesn't fit, and have to lug it in way more fun to toss and dump on one last wild ride of your bike bikes don't float hth |