Absolutely Haight Street

From my spot on the 43 bus ride home, I could see a usual band of merry pranksters sitting on the ledges on the side of the shop at Haight and Masonic, with blankets, backpacks, Olde English forties in hands. But this time was different... I couldn't make out what I saw at first. Mostly because it did not "compute". But, as I stared longer and the bus rounded the corner, it finally became clear that the twenty something girl - sitting with her pit bull mutt, pulling blankets around her as the rain clouds hung heavily overhead - was typing away on a laptop... And that the older man just a few feet away was talking on a cellphone. Being "homeless" has never been so ... appealing?...

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