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restroom

09-Apr-09

I stepped off the 19 Polk with a mad grin.  The driver had been brilliant, announcing all the stops and transfer points, and even complimenting riders as they stepped onto the bus. “I love those boots, girl!” “C’mon up, beautiful!” She told me she loved my hat and called me cute as I thanked her [...]

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missing

01-May-08

What I will/won’t miss about my flat: pimp/ho fisticuffs during the wee hours; siren orchestra of Fire Station #3; the little man who slept by the front door of my building who would always say he was sorry when I tiptoed past; surly neighbors; always-packed laundromat; lanky smokers in front of the corner bar, all [...]

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