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Emlyn Lewis

Robot fell in love with cycling watching the older neighborhood kids ride wheelies down the street. It was the early '70s, and Evel Knievel was jumping motorcycles over buses. Everything seemed possible. From that moment, the die was cast (iacta alia est).

He studied philosophy in college, of course he did. That's what idealists do, romantics, kids who think there must be a better way. At the same time, bikes were carrying him everywhere, delivering all of life's gifts and surprises. Occasionally he crashed and didn't mind.

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Revolting 244

Emlyn Lewis
Meet Me at the Goat Parade. All over the world people sensed a disturbance in the force, two powerful forces colliding, as though gravity shuddered and let out a fart. What…
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The Shape of Failure

Emlyn Lewis
I probably spend too much time standing by the side of the trail talking about what it's like to ride mountain bikes instead of riding them, but I have a degree in philosophy…
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Hot Take: Bikes Are Ugly

Emlyn Lewis
Yes. I know. You love your bike. You gaze lovingly at it when you're not riding it. You likely also feel this way about your, let's be honest, homely children. I get it. Your…
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Boogers

Emlyn Lewis
I pick my nose. I think you probably do, too, not in the way of young children, who root around in the wet mess in the center of their face for the simple fact that they…
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Deliver Us From Evil

Emlyn Lewis
It is unbecoming of an adult person to pull on a leotard and a pair of tap shoes and venture out in public with a plastic toy between their legs, and yet, legions of us are…

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