>>1726894>make bicycle racing pure and fun again like it supposedly was in the early days of the tour de francekek what
>400km stages>singlespeed steel shitters >Strychnine, Ether, Nitroglycerin, Cocaine>'pure and fun'>You have no idea what the Tour de France is>It's a Calvary. Worse than that, because the road to the Cross has only 14 stations and ours has 15. We suffer from the start to the end. You want to know how we keep going? Here... He pulled a phial from his bag.
>That's cocaine, for our eyes. This is chloroform, for our gums>ThisVille said, emptying his shoulder bag
>is liniment to put warmth back into our knees>And pills. Do you want to see pills? Have a look, here are the pills.Each pulled out three boxes.
>The truth is that we keep going on dynamiteHenri spoke of being as white as shrouds once the dirt of the day had been washed off, then of their bodies being drained by diarrhoea, before continuing:
>At night, in our rooms, we can't sleep. We twitch and dance and jig about as though we were doing St Vitus's Dance...">There's less flesh on our bodies than on a skeleton>I cannot go on with safety, for there is a man chasing me around the ring with a knife in his hand 