It’s incredible, but my bike was stolen today. Incredible because it was next to the main entrance of the University, in the center of the city, and was stolen at 14:00. How can anybody cut an iron cable, untie it and get the bike without being noticed by anybody? Next to the main entrance of a big building! This says a lot about our society… everybody only looks at his bell ring.
Luckily when I bought it, last year, I chose the cheapest bike (59â‚¬) in the shop… I was smart enough to oversee the final result. Actually I bought it because my previous bike was stolen, also (at night, on the street). And luckily my ex-flatmate Alberto left his old bike at home, so I can use it.