By John Canzano, Bald Faced Truth: I grew up a little bit rural. It was two miles from my parents’ doorstep to the nearest stoplight. I’d ride my bicycle into town on a two-lane highway as a kid.
The shoulder of the road and bike lane were especially narrow. When cars whizzed past at 45-55 miles an hour I could feel a gust of air, just off the tip of my elbow.
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