A song by Donna Summer pops up in our heads:
Last dance Last chance, for love Yes, it's my last chance, for romance, tonight I need you, by me Beside me, to guide me To hold me, to scold me 'Cause when I'm bad I'm so, so bad
Would it really have been his last dance? Let's hope he dances on the pedals again! That he puts his bike away for this season. But carefully covered against the dust. So that that song gets into his head every time he sees his bike ...

Surely such a Patron cannot slip out of the peloton through the back door? He deserves a Big Stage where he can let his tears go gracefully. Because riders in tears makes cycling heroic!

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