How not to get your bike stolen – don’t be me
When you’re a reporter with a medium to share important information, crappy things happening to you become someone else’s forewarning. A while back when my identity got stolen, I shared the process – start to finish – of how to navigate the nightmare that is dealing with various different reports and such. This time, my bike, along with my boyfriend’s, got jacked. In broad daylight. In front of people watching. While it was locked up. Seriously. So, apparently this is…
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