This big city life update: bike parking problems Behind the doors, in the shadow of this building: http://goo.gl/maps/7tKOM is where I park my bike. Yes, Dutch have parking places for bikes. I've asked my stupid landlord scumbag whether they could put a roof over the parking place, but they didn't. So it isn't that great after all (through the doors you get to outside again, behind the building). Once a week, approximately, I come home with my bike and I have to jump over, o r wade through streams and pools of fresh pee to get to the doors. This does not please me. Many a moment I've spent dreaming about what I'd do to the person I'd catch peeing. So last Friday night, 11 PM, I got home and there was a guy peeing, and I was like: 'now what?'. Really there was only but one thing to do: ignore. So I just walked to the door with my bike, to come shoulders next to the guy peeing. My plan proved to be a success because then the guy started saying: ...
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