As we’ve often surmised before, a quick glance at San Francisco on any given day is essentially an inventory of things we’ve lost. Sure, the legacy business closures and demolitions are reams long, but even longer and more crushing is the list of citizens expunged by either economic or even lethal force.
Folsom 2015, as the interwebs predicted, the city is just a box glazed old-fashioneds in search of an emergency pastry chef. As the denizens of the Barbary Coast resume solid food diets and start to emerge from the week- long coma just in time for Castro Street Fair, Hardly Strictly this weekend, and Fleet Week and Italian Heritage Day next weekend. SWEET FUCKING CHRIST, SAN PANCHO!