So our bikes were stolen tonight.
Um, honestly, I don’t even know how to emote right now.
We left them double locked for about 5 minutes to dart into a store, came back, and they were both gone, with both locks. This is in midtown NYC. The most chilling part was that we were definitely being watched, because we were gone for such a short time. They literally had just been locked up.
I’m putting up a donate link because we worked out ASSES off and saved to get them after wanting bikes for well over a year.
Malika and I don’t really have enough to spare to buy new bikes, but we would like to replace them at least before the summer is out—really and truly we were supposed to go biking on her birthday in early July.
I know there’s way better shit to donate to, but at this point we have nothing to lose. It’s open-ended. I would even appreciate a penny.
Who would fucking steal bikes from two carefree black girls in midtown fucking NYC?
Ugh, anyway, if you feel so inclined, please signal boost.
I have a friend on Facebook who is trying to become a professional cyclist and so he races in a lot of smaller events across the country and updates Facebook about them. What I find hilarious is that they are all named in French because the Tour De France is the most famous race in the world, so they are trying to make their smaller local races sound really fancy. BUT the races are also sponsored by American companies. So you get names like: “The Mike’s Hard Lemonade: Ceur de Plu Fluer” and “The GoDaddy.com le Pusuet 500” idk I’m just making those up but still it makes me laugh.