The Broadway Wall

Davy Carren
Aug 24, 2017 · 4 min read
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Sitting atop a stone wall on the steep hill above Broadway between Taylor and Jones, watching the cars swarm down Broadway from Embarcadero, and the giant teal hulls of hulking container ships filled with dull red and faded blue boxcars go trickling by on the bay out there — and the Bay Bridge too, that majestic western span connecting San Francisco to Yerba Buena Island — with a few stray cats to keep me company, pondering ancient mansions and privet…

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