Hot as blazes. Futile fans. AC is bourgeoisie. Sweat in my sleep. Rooftop is best escape.

















Hot as blazes. Futile fans. AC is bourgeoisie. Sweat in my sleep. Rooftop is best escape.

















I moved around a lot as a kid — something like eight schools and ten houses before I left for college. My friends rarely lasted more than a school year. But now I’ve known Atreau for more than half my life. He lives in Oakland these days. He’s still good at skateboarding and still bad with money. Whenever we get together it’s like no one ever left. He’s like a brother. These are some photos I made of him in an empty room in San Francisco last month. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, but now I’m really glad I have them.



