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He had also calmed his almost insufferable inner electric volcano, without having to take a pill. Shocks still ran through his body, but that was relaxation, he knew. He accelerated to get to the drawbridge faster where he could take the bike path on the other side; it was crowded on this side with cars and troops of cycling children. He had not been paying attention; a loud screech alerted him that a collision was about to take place. In a millisecond he braked and put his bike sideways. The cyclist from the right did the same and they slammed sideways against each other, consuming their last kinetic energy; they stood still, handlebars, shoulders, legs and hips against each other. ‘Goddamn,’ screamed a female voice not a hand’s length from his ear. ‘Road pirate! Can’t you look out, stupid dog! I’m coming from the right, mad monkey!’
What do you do with sudden, uncontrollable outbursts of energy? Theo went cycling. Just as lonely as working from home, but at least while cycling there was a landscape passing by. A near collision earned him a cycling buddy. This will be something...