So here it goes, my men's bike has been stolen. I got over that initial disbelief—and the punched-in-the-gut feeling that follows—I feel helpless. My favorite thing in the world has been taken. My means of getting around is gone. My faith in humanity has been shattered.
I failed to record my bike's serial number, for my best chance of tracking, taking photos of my bike and any other documentation. I've spread the word - share news of my stolen bike far and wide throughout social networks, local pawn stores in my neighborhood.
Looking for replacement without "cost" and to be delivered.
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