This City is the laboratory where an identity crisis can be worked out without the pain of your friends and relatives giving you a hard time about it.
San Francisco is really different from any other city in California, or even in the world.
She’s such a helpless little flower. No, scratch that. I’ve known flowers that are far more productive than her.
It’s a circus … A bloody circus.
“If you get hard up, you can always do what all the other kids in town are doin’. Go beg some beans from the Diggers.”
I’m trying to keep an open mind about the whole thing. I want to believe it’s all for the good.