good day to you all! downtown hawk here. i live in downtown los angeles on the 4th st bridge. well, okay, to be accurate, i don’t live on the bridge. i live close by. but i’m not going to tell you where exactly cuz i know you fools would all be wantin’ to come over and party all the time and i’m a family bird of prey these days. maybe if i it was ‘95…beside the point. what i’m getting at here is that i mostly chill with my homies on the power line tower right there on the western end of the bridge. and so last saturday around 9:30 am i’m just kickin’ it as usual and these two doods roll up on bicycles and start looking around. they looked like douche nozzles with their fanny pack and all but they turned out to be okay. one is named zack and the other is named hillary. they came and said hello and told me all about their ride and their plans. i agreed to be the voice of the group seeing as how i can’t ride a bike or take photos and plus those two ‘tards can barely string a sentence together.
