Got on the San Francisco Muni for the first time in my life.
impeccably clean
girl with the pink and yellow sunshine flip-flops
exceedingly white people in “Giants” sweatshirts and baseball caps on their way to PacBell Park
a woman wearing a red and white floral print miniskirt with black cowboy boots reading a tattered paperback copy of “Bridge Over the River Kwai”
the ultra-hipster in long leather jacket and pin-striped trousers and double-pronged belt and big scuffed boots and twin silver earrings and orange-tinted sunglasses
a regular-looking dude in sneakers, blue jeans, green T-shirt, short haircut, with a tiny jeweled stud in his nose
a couple holding hands, talking intently, staring deeply, presumably lovers, men
a thirty-something couple of Asian and church-going appearance with an eight-year-old kid in a tan cap. He got up and I saw the stylized ovoid flag-of-Japan patch on the back of his cap
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