Music blared through my ears. His moist lips crashed onto mine. I heard a faint "Bro!" and knew exactly that it was Tony giving us the thumbs up. Distorted guitars could be heard all the way down the street. I could taste the alcohol in his mouth and it intertwined with the bitter taste staining my tongue. His hands g...
Three boys from the roots of the Dog town area in Santa Monica. From surfing the cove, to skating the concrete.