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At the gates of Chinatown 1970-01-01 00:59:59 About a month ago I walked past a cab driver playing a trumpet in the front seat of his taxi. He was on break, I gathered, because the "For Hire" fin on the top of his car was off and his head was down, his lips pursed around the brass mouthpiece of his instrument. He was parked on the corner of Grant and Sutter, near the gates of Chinatown
, and he was black with a brown leather cap tilted down
A Walk 1970-01-01 00:59:59 San Francisco, California—the pitter patter of rain in the Tenderloin. A man moves in heaves and starts down the sidewalk, like a ship that's lost its way at sea. His hair is gray and shaggy and wet, and it falls half way down his chest, where it tangles with a set of green and red Mardi Gras beads that hang from his neck. He is missing teeth, three or few prominent ones, and he has a crushed can
Pain au chocolat 1970-01-01 00:59:59 Sometime around midnight last Saturday my girlfriend Ali suggested we wake up early the next morning and get pain au chocolat
on Fillmore Street. A pain au chocolat is a French croissant filled with a sliver of chocolate at its center. When Ali was living in Paris last year, she developed a highly refined sensibility for what makes a good pain au chocolat good and where to find the best of the
A game of chess 1970-01-01 00:59:59 "Come on, Yoo-hoo"
He slid his rook two spots from the other guy's king. The other guy took his bishop.
"That's just silly"
He was standing over the board, and the other guy was standing, too. He was tall and thick, like a biker. The other guy was the engineer-type, a blue nylon jacket wrapped around his waist.
He retreated with his rook. The metal zippers on his leather jacket jingled as Read more:chess
Street Music 1970-01-01 00:59:59 The lady next to me wasn't wearing any shoes. She did have black stockings pulled tight over her feet, however, and a Celtic blanket of red and black wrapped about her shoulders. The guy next to her was Jewish, probably 55, his hair and his beard a slate gray. He was taking pictures with a nice Canon camera. There was a crowd of 15 or 20 more people on the sidewalk, 4th and Market, near the new Read more:Street
, Music
The Spaniard 2007-10-02 12:56:00 There was a Spaniard on Bart this morning who was drunk and belligerent and terribly tired, seated near the center door of the front car. The man surely had red hair once upon a time, but now it was faded into a rusty gray, like a threadbare sweater. His skin was freckled, his shoulders slumped, his face pitched between the two of them in a brooding sort of way. There were two Asian tourists
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