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The Cosplay from the Opening Night ‘Solo’ Deserves a Han
San Francisco went full wookie for the premiere screenings of Solo: A Star Wars Story last night. On hand to get pictures, we were, as the Alamo Drafthouse turned into den of scum, villainy, and scruffy-looking nerf herders. Princess Leia has become more powerful than you can possibly imagine since

We Wanna Send You to SF Docfest Opening Night Film & Beerfest
This is going to be fun, opening night with delicious beers, pizza, and a great film all going off in the Mission, SF

Free Outdoor Fun in NYC this Weekend
When you’re young, broke and beautiful AND living in one of the most expensive cities in the world it can be hard finding entertainment for free. Lucky for you here’s a list of some events going on around the city this weekend that cost no dinero. FRIDAY MAY 25TH THE WHITNEY

Secret Candlelight Storytelling in a Brooklyn Cemetery
There’s something pretty magical about sitting on those thrones especially because there was a time when women would have never been allowed in that room at all. It does kind of feel like a Skull and Bones society

We wanna send you and a friend to see Infected Mushroom!
Electronic dance music legends Infected Mushroom are best known for their sonic innovations and pioneering of the Psychedelic Trance genre. Twice ranked amongst the world’s “10 Best DJ’s” by DJ Magazine (the bible of the EDM scene), and with over 14 million hits on YouTube and a #8 position on the

NYC DRAG QUEEN OF THE WEEK- CRIMSON KITTY
There is no shortage of drag queens in NYC. You can’t throw a rock without hitting some twink in a dress thinking he’s got what it takes to shantay down the runway just because he’s seen every season of Ru Paul’s Drag Race while practicing YouTube makeup tutorials. There’s a

9 MASSIVE New Murals By Oakland Artists Around Jack London Square
The mural festival is meant to bring together local artists and East Bay youth to highlight Oakland’s thriving art community.

How I Became a Sex Worker
By Rob Yaeger I remember the first time I saw a client. It was a bleak day in March 2010. It had never been my intention to be a sex worker. Yet there I was welcoming an entirely average-looking 50-something guy into a tenement apartment in the Flower District for