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An Other Thing is...
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An Other Thing is... Don't even try and guess about me by my appearance. I don't have my head shave because my hair got thin. I had my head variously shaved from 1982 to 2002 because I am from the 1982 era of the punk rock music scene throughout the SF Bay Area. We went to shows all over and often we went once a week or more. We went to all kinds of music events but especially punk shows from 1982 to 1990 when it had rather died off due to many things. I live in Richmond. In Iron Triangle. in an area that is not nice. I also work at a card room in a town in the East Bay. Both my<b> hood </font></b>and my job, including co-workers and gamblers, feature daily interaction with black men and women. I work with black women, and my last two bosses-female and black. People know up close the difference between real and fake, and I'm real people. People who gamble are professionals and gangsters with crime money. it's obvious. It's legal, so who cares. Besides those things, I am not like white people either. Black people have told me so. I love everyone who's cool. They love me. If i don't feel good and i go to work, I can get a least three or four women to give me a hug if i say I'm sad. All kinds. Filipino, Black, Cambodian, Chinese...whichever. Just give me a polite hug-I don't press on women. I'm way way off from anyone really. I'm white, just a quarter Mexican with a half-mexican mom who is already passed from Hep C...which you only get one way. My dad too, from a similar cause. but more directly a much longer time ago. OD'ed on the run from the law. So, I did what I wanted with my life for the most part from before I was ten years old. I did all kinds of crazy stuff that is dangerous as well. Things that can get you killed or arrested. My job requires no record. I have none. Zero. I raised three gifted who are great young adults. I was married 20 years. My ex was only ever with me because she had seen me out and about. She wouldn't have been with any kind of guy, except someone like me. Someone who is a free spirit and does whatever he likes and gets away with it all as normal. I still do what i like. I can't help it. I got my own house to live alone, unless a needed a place anytime, but they never do really. My own . Otherwise I would never have a stranger renting among all my stuff. I have cool stuff. And ridiculous free space. Just in a<b> hood </font></b>some here call ghetto. |
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