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Checkpoint Loses My Bike

Stopped at a new checkpoint run by ICE or homeland security. This is here in SF on what should be a busy street, but it’s a weekend (or maybe weekday) so they feel like they have lots of time to waste inspecting me. I’m initially fine with complying despite what you might expect, if for no other reason than I’ll know what’s going on after I’ve done through it. But the process is so haphazard that I end up losing –that is, they end up losing — my rainbow-striped bicycle somewhere. I love it so, and it was so much work! (In real life this bicycle has been an uncompleted project since March 2017.) I’m quite sad about it and realize how unnecessary the loss was. I could do what undoubtedly everyone else will be doing, especially anyone not wanting to get caught by homeland security: just take a different street.