Bus Station John
Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit — probably not.
With every year in San Francisco comes one fog bank rolling in after the other, peppered with the occasional rainstorm or more often than not, that lovely little ice breeze that likes to momentarily stop your heart on it’s way through your body. And yet, seemingly as quickly as the
If you work in the service industry, this time of year is sort of a blessing and a curse. The holidays, grueling hours, double-shifts and belligerent revelers are long behind you now, but all that cash you made is beginning to thin out as well. The clientele have convinced themselves
When it comes to setting a mood, few promoters are as adept as DJ Bus Station John. If you’ve ever been to one of his nights around town, you’ll know the smut envelopes all the senses – from his deft array of bathhouse vinyl to the ample display of cock