Issue #11, Dec
PO Box 42129, Los Angeles, CA 90042 #11 www.razorcake.com Sean, the co-founder of Razorcake, and I are best friends. We lived Totally legit. The state is more involved with registering a vehicle. and worked together for around a year and a half in a small apartment and When it came to the rings, instead of fretting over carats, a friend of never even got close to yelling at one another. Then he left. I’m not pissed theirs made them, special. The simple silver bands were a Navajo design or jilted. He left to move in with his fiancée, now wife, Felizon. of a staircase that looped around, up and down, signifying that if you’re If people I like but don’t know very well ask me what Razorcake’s feeling down, you just flip it over, and you’re up. Everything, if you hang about, I tend to squint an eye a bit and rub the back of my neck before on with a decent attitude, can work out in the end. answering. “It’s got a lot about loud or spastic music that usually doesn’t The cake was from the bakery where Felizon’s mom, Corazon, get a lot of exposure. And we try to cover other parts of the underground, worked. too, like writers and filmmakers and comics.” This magazine is our tether The pavilion – an old wood structure with campers off to the side – between the “real world” and the life we want to live. It’s a reflection, was on the beach.
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