This guy scared me a little so that I was reluctant to snap his photo. But when I did, he seemed fine with it. He even posed a little for me, making himself look tougher and less approachable to improve my photo. I love his look.
Once the ride was underway, I caught his likeness again. This time, he glowed. No scowling tough guy was he. Bicycling made him a beaming puppy-dog man.
I almost felt encouraged enough to speak to him... but not quite.
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