The Invisible Visible Man
When a one-time dabbler in moral philosophy rides his bike a lot...
Wednesday, 26 March 2014
A frightened old man, an angry taxi driver - and why one big thing I fear is fearlessness
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It was a rare moment when I felt sorry for a New York motorist. The elderly man, clearly confused about where to go, had got out of his c...
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Saturday, 8 March 2014
A snowy park, a wintry spin - and the joys of no longer being a flabby teenager
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It’s not the kind of issue that normally preoccupies me while I’m cycling. But, glancing down at my bike computer, I could see my pace had...
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Monday, 17 February 2014
The C Train, my childhood - and why the subway still gets me excited
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It’s not a term that many people would associate with a journey on the New York City subway. But, as I trudged up the steps on Thursday f...
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Sunday, 2 February 2014
A frozen water bottle, a crisis of identity - and why winter cycling keeps winning me back
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My neighbour looked at me aghast as I wheeled my bike in through the door of our apartment building, accompanied by a sharp blast of the w...
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Sunday, 19 January 2014
A new police commissioner, some dodgy statistics - and an open letter from me
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William Bratton, Commissioner, New York Police Department, 1 Police Plaza, New York , NY 10038 January 19, 2014 Dear Commi...
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Monday, 13 January 2014
A terrifying avenue, a new mayor - and how leaders should be handling traffic problems
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It was one Saturday in November that I happened upon one of South Brooklyn ’s most thoroughly dysfunctional streets. Seeking to take the I...
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Monday, 23 December 2013
A Brooklyn Heights commuter, an untimely Queens death - and how attitudes to roads might be the least of our problems
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I’ve come across few sights on New York City streets that excited such mixed feelings in me as the one I encountered one morning last mon...
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