San Francisco’s brightest and most vital blocks may be on Mission Street. I include nearly every blood-throbbing centimeter between 25th and 22nd, then some of the homely and magnificent acres north and south. These blocks are only occasionally and accidentally pretty, and not a safe bet for some tourists. Attractive or not: San Francisco is…
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Graffiti on the 14 bus
Two years ago in Public Transit in L.A.: an older-but-wiser look back, I grumbled that I have seen graffiti in some San Francisco buses worse than I’d expect in a public bathroom on Venice beach. Those of you lucky enough to straphang in better governed cities might have thought I was exaggerating. If only, if…
Remembering Lee Joseph
Twelve year old Lee Joseph’s father beat him until his skin was black and blue from his hips to his ankles. Lee ran away from home, was befriended by a gay male prostitute, and turned his first trick in Houston before his thirteenth birthday. This was in 1978, four years before the Center for Disease…