Bicycles are the primary mode of transportation around these parts; on this morning, I’ve already been dancing at dawn with about one hundred others in front of a giant dragon bus with speakers on it, but now I’m riding, standing on my pedals, heading for the temple. The year is 2010, and I’m feeling lucky on my bike. Nearing the temple, I slow down, ab…
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