
On April 8 at 4:30 p.m., Gabe Christus, Mercedes Jackson and I were walking around a very sketchy neighborhood in San Francisco during the social documentary class. We were looking for something, but what we found were prostitutes, crack-heads, schizophrenics, shoe fetish shops, people hammering away at the asphalt with a claw hammer, and finally, this little place to get a cup of coffee. Our benefactor didn't speak much English, but we got what we wanted to drink and a good photo. April 8, 2009
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