white bike

It was in Mykonos when I first saw a whole white bike randomly locked near the port and clearly useless. I thought it was some cute piece of street art. Then I found another one in the East Village in NYC, and became suspicious. But I was definitely intrigued last week, when I saw several of them in different spots of London. They made me feel sad and happy at the same time, so I decided to research when I got home.
The cute white bikes are cold "ghost bikes". This is, memorials for bikers that passed away in an accident in that spot. I don´t like memorials but I must say that this is a not morbid but beautiful figure to not forget.