The many awesome days of skating around from spot to spot w/ street beers and no worries. Bomb ass burritos for under $5, sunshine just the right amount of time, Ft. Miley, Golden Gate BBQ’s, and Delores Park lurk sessions.
All the rad homies I hung out w/ on a daily basis….Garrett, Cookout, Jonah D, Landry, Marty Mag, Mississippi Joe, Welsh, Nicky, Lien, Kamal, Hooper, Jersey Joe, Dave F, Groshong…..
Fuck, nostalgia is a good thing. Although I’m thoroughly satisfied w/ life at the moment, I’d do just about anything to time warp back to those days.
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