Dedicated to arriving late to the blog party and making an ass of myself, right before everyone decides the party is not cool anymore and leaves.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Living in the Fast Lane
Literally. My apartment would likely be where the fast lane of the North Beach freeway would have been if the starry-eyed, crack-smoking developers had their way post-WWII. Yes, that's an 8-lane tunnel right through the poop chute of Russian Hill.
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