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How Saying “I Love You” to Strangers on the Bus Can Change Your Life
If you’re feeling bad about people, try taking a city bus and, one by one, look at everyone for a few seconds. While looking at them, whisper ever so quietly under your breath, “I love you.” Try to see if you can actually feel it.
No One is Really Ever Anonymous in San Francisco
Reno calls itself the “Biggest Little City in the World.” That’s bullshit. Anyone who’s lived in San Francisco knows that that’s a title that should be wedged between “Baghdad by the Bay” and “The City That Knows How” in our pantheon of monikers. If you’ve been here long enough, it’s
This New Literary Magazine is a Gift to the People of San Francisco
I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available
Strange Encounters With Strangers Can Be Interesting
Mom told you not to talk to strangers. But what mom doesn’t know won’t hurt her. New York is a big city and if you happen to step foot outside of your humble abode you might encounter people you may never see again in your life. Unlike the Southern or
Thoughts on Traveling Alone
Even Einstein was a self-professed “lone traveler”. You’re in a strange town or city all by yourself. Maybe you’re “on business” (Doesn’t that sound douchey?) or attending a mandatory family reunion. Either way, chances are your Holiday Inn room smells like human piss, and you may or may not have
See Photos of Strangers’ Belongings for FREE
While your living room chairs probably aren’t sneaking up to get it on on your roof. Though, that would be preferable your stuffed animals singing the un-catchy, boring songs in the worst muppet special ever. Or maybe all your stuff does is collect dust while you’re gone, but you’ll never
Things People Have Yelled at Me on My Bike in Brooklyn
When you take the subway in New York, you occasionally wind up having conversations with your fellow passengers about cougar attacks, their recent court appearances related to their unleashed dog, and directions for navigating the world after resurfacing. But when you’re navigating through the Burroughs on bike or foot, you