There's a dude in the neighborhood who's been here at least as long as I have, and on nice days over these last dozen years the curb in front of his house has been graced by a succession of cool and eclectic bikes, mostly British or Italian.
Yesterday I stopped and parked my bicycle to get shots of this 1951 BSA with the RX100 in my shirt pocket...
I had the Nikon F4 along as well, loaded with Ilford HP5 black & white film, but it'll be a while before we can see those...
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