Naked bike riders heading up Telegraph Avenue, 2010.
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Yaney MacIver
on May 21, 2022 at 7:00 pm
I remember going to. Cody’s looking for a Picasso that I always dreamed about when I was five. And the going to the Med, So hallucinatory watching the staff prepare drinks below.
And then when I was going to college there, the Frat boys, heckling and following. My friends who were the homeless or street people, I’d stop and chat with. They protected me from the Frat boys.
Yes I know it has changed, but the last time I was there in October it was so invigorating to be back. I miss it.
Knox Bronson
on May 29, 2022 at 7:43 am
Those are pure Berkeley memories, Yaney. Thanks for sharing.
I remember going to. Cody’s looking for a Picasso that I always dreamed about when I was five. And the going to the Med, So hallucinatory watching the staff prepare drinks below.
And then when I was going to college there, the Frat boys, heckling and following. My friends who were the homeless or street people, I’d stop and chat with. They protected me from the Frat boys.
Yes I know it has changed, but the last time I was there in October it was so invigorating to be back. I miss it.
Those are pure Berkeley memories, Yaney. Thanks for sharing.