Joe has boxer’s nose and full sleeve tats, shaved head, and some mileage on him. All that and gift for storytelling, which I can tell is going to be good. He got started on his career of crime when he joined a gang at age 12. First dealing pot around the neighborhood, then moving into major distribution coke in the roaring eighties. His so-called handyman used to come by his mother’s house where Joe lived with a handyman truck with boxes loaded with 100 pounds of coke, and Joe distributed it into hard partying night scene of San Francisco. He was a black sheep of the family where everyone else did an honest day of work. His concerned mother had to tell him to stop buying hot rods that looked suspicious in their working class neighborhood, and purchase something less flashy, like a house. Which he did, the next day, with a large box of cash. “Best move I ever made” he said. “You are lucky not to end up in jail” “Who says, I did 3 years in saint Quentin” “What was that like?” “There are people you don’t wanna meet in there. And that’s even if you are pretty well connected, like I was.” Joe has been on straight and narrow for over 20 years now, working as a trainer for movers and shakers who “like my stories”. “Most of my clients have truckloads of money. But money doesn’t impress me. I seen big money, bushels of cash-money. I seen money up to my eyeballs. It’s nothing.“ “So what does impress?” “Character.” |
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also san franciscoA ridesharing driver, artist and a commentator operating out of San Francisco. A r c h i v e s
September 2016
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