I almost forgot to post this beaut. The funny thing about NYC is that you’ll run into people from out of town at the most random places. While I was on my way to get a haircut, I ran into this track bike locked up outside the barber shop. I thought it looked familiar, but couldn’t place the bike. As soon as I walked inside, I saw Gavin from Boston sitting in the waiting area. Random. The Northeast is a small world…