Walking across the Brooklyn Bridge is a treat for any little guy like me. You see, the wooden plank provides a comfortable, relaxing ride with just the right frequency of jiggling. The traffic below gives a nice, peaceful white noise when combined with the noise of passing pedestrians, just lulls me to sleep. The only real issue with the Brooklyn Bridge is the idiotic, psychotic bicyclists who seem to think "Yield to Pedestrians in Crosswalk" means "I can blow by them at 30 mph showing my righteous disdain". Grandpa pushes at a nice pace as well, encouraging a nice, sleepy ride -- ideal for me these days...
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