T h r e e Amigos.

i was originally planning on this being my space to leave my crappy drawings and other little nothings which would mean nothing, like everything else in my life. but recently i have been so scared and so nervous, i just have to type it down. leave it as proof of what has been done. a story for a stranger to read as he stumbles over my space of nothing.


this is me and my bike. when i get bored or tired, i like to ride it. i like to ride it with the accompaniment of friends. on our rides, nothing else matters. not my grades. not my assignments. not my friends, and all their bull shit. it's just me, my bike, and my closest of friends riding through the streets of newark. we can be found most commonly at night when the streets are bare.

two months ago, this bike which provided me this sanctuary was taken from me. some jack off [who probably lives in my building] cut my lock and took that which gave me joy. it took me a week to report it stolen. i didn't want to believe i had been ripped off. for a week i walked through my campus searching everywhere in hopes that i had left it somewhere and had forgotten about it. but this i feared, was not the case.

it wasn't until april second that my hopes [of ever seeing my bike again] sparked. i had found my bike on craigslist. this spark created a fire. and by this fire i deceived another man. i pursued the situation as if i had wanted to purchase my bike. i arranged a meeting to purchase my bike. i was never intending to purchase my bike.

a fit, close-shaven young man approached me on my bike. my bike which he had masked with a grey lacquer. he dismounted and tilted the bike towards me. i took the newly wrapped handlebars and knew instantly that my bike was finally back with its rightful owner.

it wasn't until this moment that my friends came out from hiding and arrested this fraudulent fool. he seemed nice; but there was nothing nice about what he has done.

i am now left with a shit-grey bike.

the campus police and newark policemen are now my friends. i have seen them in action and am greatful for their assistance in this endeavor.

lukas.