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So why do I love living in San Francisco?

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So why do I love living in San Francisco?

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So I was taking the bus home from joining the Partner in Alcoholism in a few pints, and noticed the guys sitting opposite me on the bus had a map out and were trying to figure something out.
I popped the headphones out of my ears. "Can I help you guys figure out where you are- or where you're going?" I say.
"Well we're going to-- oh god, I can't say it."
"I can. We're going to where the Interview with the Vampire took place."
"God I'm glad I took my headphones out. Two stops from here- I'll point it out."
"...really?"
"Yeah, and I have it on the author's authority, I took her out for dinner once just to say thanks for the books- right *pointing* there."
"REALLY???"
"Yeah."
"Was she a nice dinner date?"
"She was. Kinda whacky, though. But yeah, she said it was- okay, see the building there? That one."
"Oh wow, thank you!"
"I'm just glad I took my headphones out when you guys looked a bit lostish! You'll want to get off when the bus pulls over next- have a great evening!"
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      • Ground floor restaurant, across the street from the Arco station: bit further towards mine from where you mentioned. :)
        Oh, and Phuket is where we took her to dinner.

        Edited at 2009-05-24 08:34 pm (UTC)
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          • I was... very tiny when the first run of the paperback happened: I have never held a copy of that edition. Hunting around the internet isn't showing me an image of a cover with a house on that could conceivably be anywhere NEAR Divis & Haight. ;)
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