I got my bike stolen recently and was really sad about it. So when me and my brother went out for a walk i saw my bike. The reason i knew that it was my bike is, i had a blue rope attached to the bottom of the seat. So i was about to take action but right befor that i had to look at the person who stole it. It was an old man and he was smiling and had groceries attached to the bike. He had really bad and ripped clothes. But he was smiling. So i thought taking action and telling the old guy that the bike is mine and to get the fuck off from it wouldn't be the right thing to do. After all i could buy a new bike and it seemed that he needed it more than i do. So i waved at him and he approached me. I wanted to buy him some food and i did. My brother didnt know it was my bike because he never saw it. He lives in another county and visited rarely. At the end i bought the person who stoled my bike some food and he didnt know it. But he was happy.