While many people feared their jobs would be replaced by robots, there was a resounding belief that mechanization would usher in a utopia free from the drudgery of manual labor. Artists enamored by the stark, sterile beauty of machinery, gave rise to a little known but pervasive art movement called Precisionism.

Part Four Fancy Pants So I go up to Deska’s house. As a council member she gets to live in one of the old houses. It’s not made from scraps of cloth, driftwood, and piled stone, not like most of the city. It’s real timber with real windows, not just

As 2024 winds down, we’re reflecting on another incredible year of sharing the stories, art, culture, and nightlife that make the Bay Area so unique. BrokeAssStuart.com wouldn’t be what it is without you—our community of readers, supporters, and believers in independent media. This year, instead of asking you to join Patreon

Chapter Three “Devil’s Teeth” By the time the peaks of Devil’s Teeth start to loom on the horizon, the sky is a thin strip of pink and red being squashed by a dark block of purple. Getting closer to the cliffside settlement, the orange plastic fences point me towards the

SF & NYC residents argue if Golden Gate Park is better than Central Park, and if the rooftop bars in Brooklyn beat the patios of Zeitgeist and El Rio

The 10th Annual SF Beer Week Opening Gala could only be properly covered in that most inebriated style of American journalism. Friday night is returning slowly, hazy as an East Coast IPA, unfiltered, lingering on the palette. The artist drew vaginas on napkins and sold them to lesbians. “I’m making

Carlos Zephyrson (Or How Rock and Roll Survived The Apocalypse) Chapter Two Zephyros Returns (Click here to start at Chapter One)   The doc leaves me alone in that cold-ass room in that damn ridiculous dress. Strange lights are hummin’ in the ceiling and the faucet’s drippin’. I hear people

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An amazing guide to drinkin’ booze & eating macaroni and cheese in San Francisco. There are also a few honorable mentions outside the city, but if you are looking for a real drink, and a great plate of Mac n Cheese to go with it in SF, look no further.