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...
Janine
My friend Janine, cooling down in a small bar on a 95 degree day. When I...
A City's Siesta
From late May to early September the streets are deserted during the day. The...
It's sad to say this...
Well, here goes... It’s time to answer some questions and say, “yes, we are moving.” Dave...