There is a pervasive state of decay to this city. The relentless heat and moisture tear everything from structures to streets slowly apart. There is a charm in that though. Life goes on, sometimes ending, but always rising in another form.
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San Francisco Coastline
This was also taken the day Dave, Felice and I drove out to the Sutro Baths...
Job du Jour R.I.P.
Life: “You know? I just don’t give a damn.” I completely understand...
Remembering
A friend died last week. I referred to her as my sister-in-law, even though she was really...
Duck inna Window
This was an anniversary present I don't know how many years ago from Dave. Wind it up and it...