a succinct story about the time I oiled my chain in Hopland

today i find myself oiling chain in Hopland and laughing at the time i found this bottle: the time when my newfound brother had to put 300 miles on the old, white Lincoln (ugly brute) in preparation for a smog test and so we went for a drive and the sunset was as beautiful that night as it is everynight, and we pulled over to take a picture, a picture of either the sunset or the chick-on-the-Triumph-i cannot remember which- and found this bottle thinking it was quite precisely perfect for my chain oil, perfect for the mere irony at the fact i do not drink, and thus i was in Hopland, today, laughing.

like the sunset


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