Something the Opera Ghost would be proud of, at the Union Square Hilton.Lobby, looking positively reptilian.
Post Street, looking ridiculously Californian.The old dorm.Lori’s Diner, a staple of late-night nourishment.
Powell Street BART.An excellent owl.Apparently someone else thought so, too. This was across the street.Skeletons on Mission.Afterlife! With excellent skulls.Birdhouse mural.Everyone’s a critic.Speakeasy drinks.Also known as, “Don’t go that way, that way is shit.”
That’s all you get. It’s amazing to me that I lived here for a year. It’s good to visit, and great to get back home.