New York Bicycles – By Owner

Aluminum Road Bike – Williamsburg, Brooklyn – $575
I’ve had this bike for as long as I can remember. She could use a little TLC — Tires, Lube, and Cables for the brakes that is. My wife bought it for me as a birthday present when I was in my mid 20’s as part of a fleeting effort to stay in shape. Eventually she left me. My wife, not the bike. The bike is still with me! And you can buy it! Please buy it.

 Re: Aluminum Road Bike – Williamsburg, Brooklyn – $575

Saw the bike online. What size is it? Do you have pictures? There’s nothing in the original post.

… also, sorry about your wife.

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Hey man. Thanks for getting back to me. Yeah, Tina left like 8 years ago. I haven’t heard from her, but according to Facebook, she’s doing well. I don’t have pictures of the bike. But I do have pictures of Tina.

They’re attached. Let me know if you still want the bike, though. She really was good to me for a long time. We had our differences, but I think in the end we could have really been something.

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I’m around 5’ 9” so I think somewhere in the 54 to 56 cm range would work. A lot of them have it stamped on the seat tube, but you could probably measure it yourself, if you have a tape measure. I just don’t want to have to go all the way out to you if it doesn’t fit.

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You’re 5’9”? I’m 5’9”, too! Wow. What are the odds?

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That’s definitely promising. The price seems a little high, if I’m being honest. I found a couple of other bikes my size online. It seems like it would be too much trouble to come all the way out to you anyway. But let me know if the price can come down at all, and I might be interested in coming out and taking it for a spin.

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I think my daughter must have taken the tape measure with her to “school”. I put school in quotations like that because my daughter was only 16 when she decided to go away with Tina and leave me behind forever. It was easier for me to tell people that she had graduated early and was starting at “school” than it was for me to explain that my wife and only child left me in the middle of the night without any word or even a phone call or text message. My only respite was when my daughter left a short note – on the bike, actually!

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Yeah so I found another bike. Good luck selling this one, but I’m no longer in the market. Thanks anyway and good luck. No more emails please.


Raleigh Technium – Brooklyn – 54 cm

Great bike. Needs a new home. Measurements in title. Email me with best offer.  Image below:

Re: Raleigh Technium – 54 cm

Saw the bike online. Looks really nice. And it’s my size. I need a new commuter and the last guy I tried to buy from was little crazy. You know how Craigslist gets. Mind if I take it for a spin?

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You’re telling me! I just had a guy refuse to buy my bike because I couldn’t find a tape measure!

I ended up finding it though. You see, I thought my daughter had taken it when her and my wife left me 8 years ago with nothing but crippling anxiety and depression to cope with the everlasting feelings of loneliness and complete lack of self-worth. My daughter left a note, too, but it just said, “Don’t kill yourself.” It seemed fitting that when I tried to sell the last remaining mementos of our relationships, the very tools that allowed me to rid myself of the wounds created by the sight of my past life (one which was full of happiness and support) would have been taken by the very people who created the hapless void of self-pity that I currently occupy. Moreover, I wondered if my inability to part ways with such tokens of past well-being could be a sign from a divine entity that I had not fully made amends with my former self. It occurred to me that if I literally could not sell these items, by sheer incompetence, then I might try re-integrating myself into regular society in an effort to find and reconnect with the individuals whom had once loved me so dearly before leaving me so abruptly. If God had wanted me to try repair what I had let fall apart, who was I to deny him that experiment?

But it turns out my tape measure was in a box in my garage where I keep all of my tools. My old camera was in there, too. That’s how I took this picture!

Anyway, I’m selling it for $575. Do you want to come over and take a look? Or I could ride it to your house?

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