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The traffic was crazy today. Some days i feel like a traveller trying to cross the Sahara. Only instead of endless sand, it's an ocean of autos. Metal and pavement as far as the eye can see. It's funny how I never view myself as part of the confusion, which, of course, I am. Instead, I split lanes and ride through it. I pass by the cars and drive by buses with a necessary simplicity. Instead of the thirsty, tired wanderer. I try to be the breeze.

Rapha