The bridge

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I did not see the car approaching from behind as I rode my bicycle toward the narrow bridge. Perhaps they did not see me either. Maybe their attention, like mine, was on the approaching car. A last second, hard application of brakes gave just enough room for the unseen car to swerve past me and pass the oncoming car. Funny, I don’t remember squeezing the brake lever.

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