Fifteen minutes, a quick smoke + memes.
Forest Hill station, outbound platform. Insert synth-y tracks here.
Well-dressed literati browsing at Green Apple bookstore.
The xx in concert at Bill Graham Auditorium.
Limes from Florida. The real deal.
Saturday night, waiting for takeout.
Downtown San Francisco, rainy President's Day.
Around the corner, down the block. Very occasionally the door behind the gate is open, and you can peer down the long, dark hall for a glimpse of fluorescent-lit kitchen.
8pm, taken over the shoulder with iPhone.
Winter in San Francisco.
I love the clean-slate-ness of New Years. We're rolling into 2017 with optimism and energy, intent on channeling it towards the year's many looming challenges.
Coffee and cold hands pair with holdout sandals.