LONDON . .Paddington Station . . Commuters march in rank like an ant army. Grey suit, striped shirt, red tie, briefcase and black umbrella, they march to the office - I know this too well. After 30 years in a business suit, with 2 weeks vacation a year, I am now a deserter from this army. My uniform today is spandex bicycle tights and a styrofoam helmet I'm headed west to Wales by train. A colorfully turbaned Punjabi with full beard sells me a ticket. It costs a pound for the bike. Convenient. No hassle.
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