Zine Review: Enemy #5 and #7
These zines are what I’ve tried to do over and over in my magazine making career. Truly psychotic shit.
Zine Review: DFW
Have you ever taken the Bart to the mission, gotten a burrito at Farolito and skated somewhere to get a 40? Gotten so drunk you fell off your board and hurt your wrist but didn’t care and went bombing anyway?