your ability to predict the destiny of this bike based on the formation of rust on its frame, the unreliability of its brakes, the muteness of its bell as well the tracks left by its tires in combination with the auditory assault it performs on pedestrians as you muscle it down the street while repeating sheepishly (in your head), "just one more year of lawschool, one more year of lawschool, one more year of lawschool..."
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