We were celebrating Mike V's retirement and ribbing him about taking all his savings and going into drug ealing and maybe pimping later on once his territory was established.
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I was riding my bicycle out what looked like Colerain Avenue around sunset on a cold wet snowiy evening. Cars were having a hard time on the slick streets s was I, all bundled up & wet & cold. A friend in a car stopped to ask me if I wanted a ride home & I said no, I had o get to the mall. She tried to dissuade me but I pointed out the cars were faring worse than the bikes.