Dancing music, music sad, / Both together, sane and mad; / Muses bright and muses pale; / Sombre Saturn, Momus hale; / Laugh and sigh, and laugh again;
A couple snaps from my short stop-over in San Francisco: still beautiful as ever and fast-gentrifying thoroughly-gentrified. Barely enough time to catch up with old friends and have a few drinks in my old neighbourhood haunts.
