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| Bikes left locked up on the streets of Florence, Italy. Some are evidently in everyday use for commuting and leisure |
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| A few of the tighter corners in the winding Medieval streets leave bicycles at risk from passing traffic |
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| The grass grows quickly in the warm climate and if left for only a few days the bicycles blend into the foliage |
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| Just beyond the old Fort Walls may be seen as a safer daily refuge. |
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| Smarter bicycles are parked so as to be seen and admired, skirt guards are always in vogue |
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| It is as though the frames blend into one another, a fusion of butted alloy tubings |
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| Lock it or lose it is the same in any language, even the lyrical romanticism of native Italian |
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| First Prize in the Competition for neatest Florentine bike park. |
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| The road rises steeply on the far bank of the Arno River. These bikes are just by the Ponte Vecchio |
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| A family group |
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| A few bicycles make their own way in the world |
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| Some do not (Florence/ Firenze- May 2014) |












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