The Displacement Narrative in a Taxi

San Francisco is like a drug. When it gets inside you, each moment is a revelation. Until…

A Story with Legs: Stumbling into the San Francisco Transportation War

The Road to Legitimacy Begins in Taxi School

I talked about driving a cab long before I went to taxi school. In zines…

The Cab in the Street

After waiting an hour for an available cab, the window guy finally calls my name. He throws a medallion and key into the…

Guilty of Driving a Taxi

Driving a cab in San Francisco is like wearing a target around your neck. It’s always open season on taxis. On good…

The Ebb and Flow of Taxi Driving in San Francisco

The View from a Taxi

Coming back to The City on the 280 after an airport run, I take the Sixth Street exit, which offers one of the best money…