Leaning on a motorcycle by the side of the road is a squat man in a red and black padded jacket. In need of a middle name, I decide to approach. 'Why's that?' he says in response to my question. He has a grey pointed beard and moustache. On his head he wears a Harley Davidson cap over which are strapped a pair of plastic goggles.
I explain about my resolution and say something about being hoist by my own petard. He interrupts with an answer. I detect a twang and ask if he is Australian. 'Yes, Australian, yes', he replies but I get the sense that he was enjoying his solitude and leave him to his urban repose.
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