On a rural road, winding through autumnal trees, a solitary cyclist heads down hill; he seems to resent it when he has to steer to the side to let a convertible go past. Several hundred yard... Read allOn a rural road, winding through autumnal trees, a solitary cyclist heads down hill; he seems to resent it when he has to steer to the side to let a convertible go past. Several hundred yards ahead, the car stops for a red light, and the driver lights his companion's cigarette. S... Read allOn a rural road, winding through autumnal trees, a solitary cyclist heads down hill; he seems to resent it when he has to steer to the side to let a convertible go past. Several hundred yards ahead, the car stops for a red light, and the driver lights his companion's cigarette. She smokes, leans over to kiss the driver as her hand with the cigarette extends beyond the... Read all
