Pure class

My friend John lives in the Tenderloin, which is basically a giant game of Hop Skotching around hypodermics, hookers, trannies, tranny hookers, bums, cops, trash, broken bottles, trash, and occassionally running into the people that live there.

However, John lets none of this stand in the way of offering any overnight guests a clean towel and a new toothbrush in the morning. Thus, the view that welcomed Lesley and I when we finally got up to a TL Sunrise.

I want to BE John Caldon someday.