I Sold Seeds, She Sold Pearls

I met Josephine in San Francisco while selling pearls from the oyster on Pier 39. She was visiting from the U.K., traveling around the US, and needed a place to stay. The 7 x 5 closet in my Geary & Polk flat, became her home away from home for a short time. I moved to […]

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Frothy Cup of Ire in JFK!

After waiting for ten minutes the annoyed Indian lady looks at me as if my standing at her counter is a huge inconvenience. Or maybe more like I’m something she just scraped off of her shoe. “I’d like a double cappuccino please!” She looks at me with malice in her eyes. “A what?” Her Indian […]

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