Our test shot. Strangely we posed exactly the same.
My present–a shiny new bike!
Now I can really fit in with the Mission crowd.
Hipsters like to lounge around in stairwells drinking bronsons.
…but it doesn’t take a hipster long before they find something deep to talk about.
welcome to taqueria cancun.
jerry’s infinity picture
No, Innocent Bystander, we do NOT want to smile.
Judy was supposed to be in this picture. Someone fucked it up.
Pay phone. Beauty Bar. Deck!
too excited to be hip. maybe he’s imitating the loser frat boys.
one too many cokes.
people just do not know how to use polaroids these days. So midtown.
the gang that can hang.
This is where Scott’s drinking problem took a turn for the worse.
Grasshopper’s cab in front of Babymama’s house.
It may be 3am, but hell if we aren’t going to have more deep conversations!