The pink bike
The bike was pink and bold and had a pink-painted wooden crate on the back to haul stuff. It was nestled in a row of other bikes locked to racks that stretched for as far as the eyes could see. I parked next to it and when I left, I left a surprise laying across the rack–one of my Urban Links upcycled bike chain bracelets. I’m not sure who found it, but I hope it was the person with the pink bike. I’ve left a bunch of them elsewhere. I wonder what’s become of them. Wondering is fun.