The Bank Walk
A short mission to the Wells Fargo on Van Ness and California took me first left on O'Farrell, then left on Leavenworth, as I thought I might visit a location downtown, but changed my mind. Left on Sutter at Cafe Royale, and down past one of the more attractive passable-female prostitutes that begin to poulate the area as you get down to Larkin.
Uneventful to the bank, then continued on Van Ness until Washington, where I madea right, past a church where I surprised by a woman walking quickly from behind the Bank of America's fenced-in parking lot. it looked like she was leaving work, but much too late for that. Deep in the parking lot were 2-3 men, 2 of which were circling each other, one with ehat appeared to be a taser gun, becuase it flashed electric blue light.
Down to Polk I made a left and crossing back over Washington, I saw a solitary woman sitting at a table by the window in a closed, darkened café. I didn't stop and stare, but she was just sitting at a booth, all the lights out around her, looking like she was waiting to be served. I assumed she had finished working and was just enjoying the view with such a passive look on her face. I was intrigued.
Further down Polk I noticed a cop crossing the street behind me. He looked attentive and I figured something was up. I continued a bit, crossed back over Polk, and returned thge other way. The woman in the café was no longer at the window, and I heard angst near the bus stop on the other side of the street. The copy was sitting on the sidewlak behind a fairly large white qirl, also sitting. A guy and another girl were arguing at the bus stop, and people had stopped to watch. I really only like slices of this stuff though.
Uneventful to the bank, then continued on Van Ness until Washington, where I madea right, past a church where I surprised by a woman walking quickly from behind the Bank of America's fenced-in parking lot. it looked like she was leaving work, but much too late for that. Deep in the parking lot were 2-3 men, 2 of which were circling each other, one with ehat appeared to be a taser gun, becuase it flashed electric blue light.
Down to Polk I made a left and crossing back over Washington, I saw a solitary woman sitting at a table by the window in a closed, darkened café. I didn't stop and stare, but she was just sitting at a booth, all the lights out around her, looking like she was waiting to be served. I assumed she had finished working and was just enjoying the view with such a passive look on her face. I was intrigued.
Further down Polk I noticed a cop crossing the street behind me. He looked attentive and I figured something was up. I continued a bit, crossed back over Polk, and returned thge other way. The woman in the café was no longer at the window, and I heard angst near the bus stop on the other side of the street. The copy was sitting on the sidewlak behind a fairly large white qirl, also sitting. A guy and another girl were arguing at the bus stop, and people had stopped to watch. I really only like slices of this stuff though.