It was clear skies in San Francisco’s Outer Sunset. Unusual for the neighborhood which is known for being socked in with fog. But the sun shone bright onto the intersection at 46th Ave. and Moraga St. However, all was not well. Continue reading The Pink Pistols
The studio version of Taylor Swift’s “End Game” credits three vocalists, but this particular performance was accompanied by a backing track of the dull humming from a half dozen industrial sized fridges. Occasionally a MUNI bus, train, or people in mid-conversation pass by the open front doors, adding their own notes to the symphony.
POP. The rhythm is broken. Continue reading The Way Through West Portal
Once a week, a rabble of dungeon delvers, explorers, and those just looking to test their mettle gather for their weekly adventure. They descend upon a shop in San Francisco’s Haight district, where their quests for glory and treasure unfold around four separate folding tables in the back of the store. This is Gamescape on Divisadero Street, where D&D night is about to begin. Continue reading Warriors, mages, and thieves: Together through D&D