wear the spare
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When I woke up I was still pretty tired. I went down to the breakfast hall and had two hard-boiled eggs, some cheese and some bread. And a lot of tea. There were no other guests around, but there were party straws:
Then I finally went ahead and changed the spare wheel of the Caboose:
But there was still the problem with the original tire. Here’s the culprit:
A motherfucking flat pin.
Hadi from the local bike shop straightened it out:
And he vehemently refused to take my money. Thanks, Hadi!
I went to a franchise fast food joint after that:
It was called Kasra, it was apparently all over Iran, and the pizza was a bit different from Italian or even American pizza. But I liked it.
Or maybe I was just really hungry.
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This one is pretty long and boring, sorry.