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Jun 6Liked by Arun Gupta

I used to Rollerblade across San Francisco. I raced MUNI buses downhill while drinking a beverage, listening to music on headphones, taking off my jacket from under my cross-body bag that held the Sony Walkman -- all at the same time. I attended protest marches til 10 pm, herringbone-ing up steep city hills among a chanting, surging throng, for hour upon insane hour. I was very strong and coordinated, and proud of it.

One night I was two blocks from home, about to stride-roll into the last major intersection before the scuzzy street I called "home," (not even running a red light, but almost jumping the green) when a car screamed, seemingly out of nowhere, down the boulevard right in front of my nose, going about 45. A blur. I was literally one second from being history. Splat.

All I can say is, don't let one close call tempt you into another. We're both lucky. Glad you're OK. Take care.

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Thank you, Karen. I am cautious. There were no cars anywhere in sight, which is why I crossed. The shed obscured the E-bike. I now know to cross on the other side of sheds. That would have given both of us more time to see each other and then we could have easily avoided an accident. Glad to hear you survived your close encounter.

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