San Francisco Days
Presidio National Park: A Tale of Two Cities
(all names are fictitious, and bear no resemblance to any actual individual, rather an amalgam of societal shittery) The drive up from the Tenderloin to the Presidio is a wonder. Head north east up to the headlands of the bay, and watch the scenery and houses change rapidly. In just a few minutes it goes […]
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From My Window #5. The Whimpering
Sometimes things happen outside which would identify where I am, I suppose. The noises and the wailing, the boop boop of the cop cars, the sounds of something or someone hurting to the point that human or animal it doesn’t matter. Humanity from animal reality is barely distinguishable: pain is pain all the same, and […]
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