fumata bianca

26th & Guerrero, baby. I’ll probably always regret this a liiiiitle bit when I walk through Noe Valley (and every time I try to saute something), but I expect that the TEN THOUSAND DOLLAR savings over two years, not to mention the ability to always find a parking space in the Mission, will somehow cushion the blow.

And now, you all get to hear me talk about something else! Your long national nightmare is finally at an end!

(Of course I’ll probably spend the next 14 days angsting about packing, and then another month angsting about unpacking, but I never guaranteed quality here.)

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