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Cycles, Belgium

Cycles, Belgium

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A tangle of bikes under an autumn canopy caught my eye in Belgium.

The falling leaves, the wheels, the repetition, and the network of branches brought on thoughts of

patterns and rhythms, of passing time, and of generations, each taking a spin 'round roads real and metaphorical, eventually riding right out into other atmospheres. The cycles made me think of... cycles.

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