Dear bicycle commuter, We haven’t formally met: I’m the woman with the little dog who you cycle past on your daily commute from your stressful city job. Hello and nice to meet you. Yes, we’ve spoken before. Well, more accurately: you’ve spoken to me, and by ‘spoken’ I mean ‘yelled abuse at.’ Remember?

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