This is a sketch that I have been seeing every morning when Ivy and I go off for our walk. This man comes from behind and passes me riding into the sunrise. The shadow and the blackout conditions leaves an imprint when I close my eyes. When I got home I put it on paper. I don't quite know about the mechanics of the bicycle, but this is what I see in my minds eyes.
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