A woman in the bike lane got her long skirt tangled in rear wheel sprocket and chain. She has a nose ring but she was fortunately wearing panties, so I had her remove dress, turned the bike upside down and rotated the wheel in the opposite direction of the entanglement Walla! The dress came free. She remembered what happened to Isadora Duncan. Sadder still were Isadora’s drowned babies and housekeeper. It was nice to meet an educated woman. She rejoiced that her paisley skirt was undamaged, then mounted her bike and went on her way.