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Bucephalus

Yes, “we’re having a boy”. And his name is Bucephalus. Named after Alexander The Great’s horse. Yes, I know naming a motorcycle, and calling it a boy, is lame.

It’s a bike, for crying out loud. A thing. Replaceable. I mean, Bertha is being replaced (which is a “she”, by the way). Well, not replaced. I am considering keeping her. I kinda made a promise some years back. Continue reading Bucephalus

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