Fascinating. And now I'm laughing because it was a stand of dry (past harvest) corn, but there were a whole lotta nice bikes jammed into that space. They were parked, though, with no occupants, ostensibly to remain there (to rust) over the winter. Okay, now I'm depressed.
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