A year or so ago, who'd have thought that someone who writes like this could/would be Mayor of London? Still, his writing has a certain foppish Edwardian charm (I'm thinking of Jerome K Jerome). Given that London tends to exaggerate the potential range of human expression, perhaps it is well that a flame-haired cyclist is now atop the Testicle.
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