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A friend of mine passed away in a collision with a truck yesterday morning.

Brett had the skinniest fucking roadie ankles in Portland. He was one of the old school Veloshop racers and helped my shop out when I was just getting started. He has dropped me on more climbs than I care to remember.

I’m having a rough day with this and all my thoughts are with everyone back in Portland.

This is totally fucked.

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