Who said there’s no such thing as bikesexuality? I can attest to its alive-and-kickingness (and so does this Canadian website). But, how well I remember those mocking last-century-Eighties: hell hath no fury like the separatist homo sapiens…
I have to face-and-confess it: I’m an ex-closet A-sexual with an Extra-Gel saddle still hanging on the back of my front door. Yes, these days I’m a mere voyeur – or just another wannabe trikesexual…
(But the way my lower half feels some days, I’m more likely to be seen in the company of a Germanic trikescooter…)
Confused? Don’t be. Enjoy (hopefully) this introductory fotovideo capturing ‘the B word’ gloriously, proudly, out-and-about in Brighton and Hove (with an upbeat jazz-funk soundtrack too…)
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