The way you pulled up and were looking at me, I knew you were going to steal my bike. I still diligently locked with the U-lock, the best of the best, they said. And when I came back at 10:30pm, the bike was gone and I knew it was you! A girl’s gotta trust her gut and show up gutsy. I even posted on Craigslist asking you to return my bike. I even created a blog that mapped all the stolen bikes of San Francisco. I hope you took good care of the bike and didn’t sell it for scraps!
I hope you have gotten out of the addictions you were struggling with. Be a man. Be good.