Electric Bikes

They would catch my eye and a more basal part of perception before I became inured to them, start of surprise and piqued alarm, bicycles moving along at a speed not impossible or strictly unusual, but in absence of travail and conviction, none of the tension and purpose of a rider’s bowed coiling body leveraging into the big ring small cog that would be required for that clip. Impassive undistressed overwarmly dressed rider, maybe a pedal stroke here there but then coasting that defies folk physics appearances like¬†not quite right¬†movie CGI.

This part of lower Manhattan, greatest concentrations of electric bikes in The City, and therefore I’d guess in the USA.