We are looking for a man who rides a flying bicycle, said Mark. Do you happen to know him?

The man looked outside of the porthole above Mark, Julia and Gaia.

There is no such thing as a flying bicycle, he said looking away from them.

Do you know the name of the man?

No bicycle can fly, the man said.

Unless, you build a flying machine, Mark said.

The man descended his bicycle, then raised it with both hands by a couple of inches, then let it fall on the floor. Bam.

Do you know where he lives?

I don’t know who you are talking about, the man said as he looked around, uneasy. Then he spoke again, lowering his voice.

I will show you the way, but do not tell him you met me.


About Marco

My name is Marco, I am an entrepreneur in the financial industry, a graphic artist and a lover of the urban landscape. You can tweet me @helobiae

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