By Jonas Barnes  Here’s a little back story about your author and how I settled upon this metropolitan garbage heap known as New York City. See, some years ago, I met a woman and we fell in love in Portland, OR and had a great relationship and decided that our

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A Big Change to This Year’s Voter Guide We’ve been doing voter guides for a really long time. I’m pretty sure we put our first one out in like 2010 or something. And I know that thousands of you rely on our voter guides to help you make decision. But

Well, most things in San Francisco are a little strange, and ending a relationship in this town is no different. From not being able to move out for a few months due to the expensiveness of this city to knowing that the only way you won’t run into your ex is if she moves out of town, breakups in SF might be a special breed. What follows is a little guide to surviving a San Francisco breakup. That is, of course, after you figure out who gets which tutu from the costume box.

There’s nothing more fun than wallowing in your own self-pity and overanalysis, amirite? Since Katy’s on the subject of breakups, here are some cinematic ways to deal with and digest the death of your relationship/s, even if it hasn’t necessarily been a recent occurence. Sometimes you just get in a

Breaking up, for the most part, pretty much sucks, regardless if you are the one doing the breaking up or the one being broken up with.  I’m not gonna lie, though, being the dumpee totally sucks way worse.  The only thing that’s really going to make you feel better is