When the Lights go down in the city

Neither of us is a native San Franciscan. We both moved here as adults but fell in love with the City by the Bay because while it lures you in with a veneer of optimism and beauty, its history has enough pathos to be real. For every start-up that claims

FajitaGate: SFPD’s Hungry, Hungry Hippos

Most San Franciscans know the late-night craving for Mexican. Most San Franciscans do not satisfy this craving by robbing people. And most of the time, that craving doesn’t lead to a scandal that reaches the upper ranks of the police department. I guess most of us are just lucky that

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