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Red Lounge Bikes
Yes, there really is a red lounge. And yes there's really a disco ball and deer heads. And antique radios, traffic lights and guitars and red couches and chairs.
It's a sanctuary, it's asylum, it's tranquility.
It's quirky and idiosyncratic.
Maybe a little trite and clichéd too.
Furnished piece by piece over the course of years.
The fun is in the journey.
It started, like most projects, on the aspirations of unrealized childhood dreams. Those late summer nights in the garage, being 10 years old, knowing what I wanted to do but with absolutely no clue of what I was doing.
My sad heavy steel one-speed banana seat department-store Iverson needed speeds.
My mom's 3-speed folding bike was collecting cobwebs in the corner since the day she bought it.
It looked easy enough, I thought.
Of course everything went horribly wrong.
So several years ago I discovered Trek made an aluminum kid's cruiser.
The gauntlet was thrown down.
It took literally several years to find parts for it. Alloy fork with a disc brake. (Trials bike sites) Alloy riser handlebars. (Recumbent sites.) Leather banana seat. (custom made from a highly-regarded shoe repair place in Manhattan.) A titanium bottom bracket wide enough in the years before those 'fat-tire' bikes got popular. (I still had to grind down Campy cranks to clear the frame.)
I could still go farther with it. But I did what I wanted to do and it's time to start another one.
Until then it's a proud showpiece.
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