Through each digression, of furthermore and finally, of a chin tilted toward the sidewalk, invincible. Past House of Nanking and its future diners that curled around Kearny to Columbus, the same intersection where mind always changed about something. Let’s go! Climb away to Broadway and the Condor, cigars, City Lights and tourist stars singing take me to San Francisco, right here, right here where I am making days of life.
On that same corner, across Market where the beautiful men strode in suits and the F-Train sweats along the rails, I’m blushing.
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