An acquaintance of my better half left his mountain bike in our garage for 3 years. Despite repeated (3) overtures for him to come and get it, he failed to do so. Ultimately the bike found it's way to the metal recycling heap at our local recycling depot/landfill. This was done unilaterally by myself without informing said acquaintance of the bike's impending doom. Funnily enough, he called a few months later wondering when he could pick his bike up. Now that was awkward!
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