CYCLING

Carpenter from the dead end

Dead End of Route 66

Once I lost the way and find myself at the the dead end of Route 66 far from anything but close to industrial workshops, the have rain started.

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Wall painting in Pontiac

Old Log Cabin. Pontiac

I was in a big risk of flying back to Chicago for free with stormy wind when someone take me with my bike to Pontiac straight to the Old Log Cabin Restaurant.

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anything goes

Hitting Route 66

I’m hitting Route 66, named American Main Street or American Mother Road. How else they call it, it’s a road which my parents should be hitting before I was born, if they … weren’t Russians (so I am)

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