I woke up this morning at 7 am to go for a run at the gym, and as soon as I rounded the corner of my apartment complex I realized that my bike wasn't where I had left it the night before. I kept thinking maybe I was just going crazy and that I had locked it up somewhere else. Nope...someone stole my bike! No more morning bike rides through Olympic Park. No more quick trips to the coffee shop to grab a latte before school. Ugh. I can't live here without my bike. I feel trapped in my own neighborhood. I think I'm going to get a new one tomorrow, but this time I'll bring it inside every night.
If you stole it, please give it back.
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