Monthly Archives: September 2016

Is life really possible after Billetproof?

Well, maybe…but if so it surely was

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unseasonably

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and unreasonably hot in the days after.

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Ah well, nothing so refreshing as a carwash,

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followed, next day,

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by a tourist-filled ferry from Vallejo to SF

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where I went for adventures in dentistry, architecture and

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an investigation of the new SFMOMA, which did not come up lacking…although their treatment of sculpture, in chasms and on balconies, might be said to.

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From that land of unbridled  litigiousness, sinking skyscrapers and rampant inequality

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I escaped via the surprisingly crowded 2:30 SolTrans bus,

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landing back in V-town by 3:30 despite surprisingly dense traffic

and home…

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with its own unending diligence.¬† Or L.’s, anyway;

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Wednesday morning she was off for New York, and life went on

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with diligence in her absence;

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mine also.

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Sun down yet again…

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Sun up, ditto;

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Friday William Binzen, long-lost neighbor from long-ago SF, showed up in his not exactly understated Ford van

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to spend the afternoon revisiting life, times and the origins of that nemesis of many, Burning Man, for which he [and even I, having revealed to him the the Black Rock those many decades ago] might be held somewhat responsible, ending with a drive to the jetty

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etc.; life along the water.

 

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