It is a shrink on two wheels, without you even having to talk about it.
Dear bicycles, you are all I need at the end of the day.
Tonight I will be hanging out with my boys.
This was back in mid-December I think, a few minutes before two fabulous drag queens were hitting on them, and shortly after we started talking about make-up and wigs. The boys were then left alone.
Not with Frenchie, but with some random bike right across from Orphan Andys.
17th y Castro.
Rainy day in the Castro.