Tag: junkies
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Discovering San Francisco: dive bars, red meat, strips clubs, and martinis.
By the time I first made it to Haight-Ashbury the only hippies left were crusty gutter punks yelling at the tourists from their cardboard sidewalk guesthouses. A jangle of extremes. A mix of cultures, tempered by the past, with the still green veneer of the way it used to be. The way it might…