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Richard doesn't walk, he strolls. He saunters. He lazes down the street, all hipster glory, why am I not on my bike? on my unicycle? scarf flutter gently in the breeze, converse shoes tapping out Of Montreal rhythms, three-day scruff on skinny neck. Don't ask hard questions.
Richard doesn't walk, he strolls. He saunters. He lazes down the street, all hipster glory, why am I not on my bike? on my unicycle? scarf flutter gently in the breeze.