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So I’m riding to the coffee shop because I really need an espresso. Like, I just can’t go on without one need an espresso. I hop on my townie, which is a blue 1956 Schwinn Tornado. It’s vintage. It has rust spots and everything. I’m rolling along the block along the courthouse almost to the coffeeshop. It’s so close now, I can almost taste the espresso. And a man rides up next to me, and he says, you know, if you raised your seat, you could get a lot more power on that bike. And I look at him, and I don’t even know what to say. Because I need more power to get to the coffee shop. I really need that. On my 1956 Schwinn. Power, that’s so totally what I need. 

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