Photographs by Tom Drury
When my dad was a boy growing up in Taiwan, he belonged to “The Flying Wheel Gang.” Their weapon of choice (though I don’t know if they got in any actual brawls) was a detached bicycle gear. I’ve always enjoyed imagining that.
You mean like the sprocket part? Let’s have some details on this – – –
Looks like the Sunshine Gang to me.
Yes, the sprocket part. Apparently they would kind of brandish it in their palms. Those were simpler days…
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