Drexl Spivey: He must have thought it was white boy day. It ain’t white boy day, is it? Marty: No man, It ain’t white boy day. Despite having lived in California for over 15 years, I just had my first encounter with a crazed homeless person. She was about 300 pounds and wearing what appeared …
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October 10th 2009 The Bicycle Club, Bell Gardens, California 9PM – 1 AM My roommate, Anthony, told me that my personality was likely to get me into a lot of fights at the Bike. I’m not malicious, but the plain fact is that I get bored very quickly. It’s a terrible trait to have because …
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