Back in the mid- late-80's, I actually lived in the Tenderloin. Had a lovely studio apartment on the 13th floor of a building that was old enough to call it the 14th, with a balcony that looked out across to City Hall and the central library. I could see Twin Peaks and Mt. Sutro, kick back with an Anchor Steam and watch the clouds race over the hills. On weekends, I could walk through the financial district, cut across Chinatown, and be at City Lights bookstore. This was all before the age of Tech-Bros and contemporary synthetic opiates. Back then it was possible to have a real love-affair with The City.
Back in the mid- late-80's, I actually lived in the Tenderloin. Had a lovely studio apartment on the 13th floor of a building that was old enough to call it the 14th, with a balcony that looked out across to City Hall and the central library. I could see Twin Peaks and Mt. Sutro, kick back with an Anchor Steam and watch the clouds race over the hills. On weekends, I could walk through the financial district, cut across Chinatown, and be at City Lights bookstore. This was all before the age of Tech-Bros and contemporary synthetic opiates. Back then it was possible to have a real love-affair with The City.
Yeah, you wouldn't recognize the place now.