I go through this intersection several times a week. I heard about it when it happened and I can clearly picture how it must have been, with the aggressive engine racing around the slowing cars and the crossing biker turning to see the truck closing in slow motion. A week later the ghost bike appeared. It makes me feel sad but it also makes me feel... comforted.
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