This is a document of a civilization comprised of former bicycle spokes that have to come to terms with their new lives beyond the wheel. They must comprehend their freedom, emotions, and seemingly meaningless existence. Apart of the wheel they had purpose, fought stresses, endured. Now cast aside, they were deemed unfit for duty, obsolete. Social structure has gotten incredibly complex, as their previous lives were fixed in place. They were pieces that helped construct a larger entity. They were not to be noticed, they were there to merely provide support. Now they are burdened with limitless boundaries and possibilities. They will have to adjust to these new dimensions.