Found this really funny article on the Bicycling website
Wanting a folding bicycle is like wanting a girlfriend. There is optimism. There is hope. There are fuzzy wildflowers and lilting melodies. Won't it be nice to cease worrying about bicycle thieves? Won't it be sweet to lose the 300-pound chain and its New York City-strength, tempered-steel padlock? Won't it feel liberating to stop wasting time looking for bicycle racks and vacant parking meters? But let's be honest. Have you ever seen someone on a folding bicycle? Circus bear on wheels, right? That's the first thing you think. That's the first thing I think.
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Wanting a folding bicycle is like wanting a girlfriend. There is optimism. There is hope. There are fuzzy wildflowers and lilting melodies. Won't it be nice to cease worrying about bicycle thieves? Won't it be sweet to lose the 300-pound chain and its New York City-strength, tempered-steel padlock? Won't it feel liberating to stop wasting time looking for bicycle racks and vacant parking meters? But let's be honest. Have you ever seen someone on a folding bicycle? Circus bear on wheels, right? That's the first thing you think. That's the first thing I think.
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