No more PBR? Good Gawd awmighty. It’s like a tariff on beard oil*, running out of gluten-free kale wraps, or finding out that your mom washed your skinny jeans in hot water.
* Gleefully and shamefully stolen from Steve Frothingham of Bicycle Retailer and Industry News.
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