Things I Will Miss, Volume II

The moderne monolith on Union Square. When it was I. Magnin it had some of the haughtiest clerks in town. But the white marble facade was always gleaming. And there were no plywood windows. Now that it's Macy's it's yellowed, dirty and full of tourists.
The moderne monolith on Union Square. When it was I. Magnin it had some of the haughtiest clerks in town. But the white marble facade was always gleaming. And there were no plywood windows. Now that it’s Macy’s it’s yellowed, dirty and full of tourists.
One lunch hour at Williams Sonoma we came back to my apartment and got stoned. On the walk back I seemed to notice every bit of mortar dust along the way. And for the first time these puppies at 700 Mason.
One lunch hour at Williams Sonoma we came back to my apartment and got stoned. On the walk back I seemed to notice every bit of mortar dust along the way. And for the first time these puppies at 700 Mason.
The impressive derelict building at the corner of Turk and Fillmore. I have no idea what it was but it looks like something out of the Burning of Atlanta.
The impressive derelict building at the corner of Turk and Fillmore. I have no idea what it was but it looks like something out of the Burning of Atlanta.
Age appropriate tagging across from the elementary school.
Age appropriate tagging across from the elementary school.
I'll miss walking on Galilee. Not everyone can do it.
I’ll miss walking on Galilee. Not everyone can do it.

Next: Uncle Cookie’s Antique Empire
Previous: Things I Will Miss Volume I
The complete saga, From the Beginning

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