Thursday, April 11, 2013

BEAUTIFUL BRASSIERES

Right around the time that Savage Kitten and this blogger broke-up (in the summer 2010), one of the best local antique stores closed down.
A pity, as I had enjoyed many hours there. It was quite a lovely place.
As an omen of a changing world, a fabulous new business moved in.
Specifically, a shop selling lingerie. Really very beautiful lingerie.
Obviously I cannot browse there, it would discomfit people.

My ex, however, does browse there.

Which discomfits me.


That's part of the neighborhood that I no longer visit. There are frightening things down there now. In addition to some very snooty places, for very snooty people. It just doesn't feel comfortable.
The nightmare part of Polk Street.


The Municipal Transit Authority and the San Francisco Bicycle Coalition are planning to remove streetside parking all along Polk Street, so that it will become a new urban bike corridor. The Polk merchants, of course, are up in arms. And I thoroughly sympathise with them, because bicyclists are, on the whole, arrogant pissants with absolutely no regard for us pedestrians or any one else who uses the public street. They really seem to believe that babies, cripples, absent-minded wanderers on sidewalks, children, and retired people, do not deserve to be out in the open.

I rather wish that there were no helmet laws, as anything that will diminish either the number of two-wheeled terrorists, OR frighten them into acting like civilized people, is a good thing.

But I'm okay with all streets within a several block radius of that lingerie shop being closed to vehicular traffic and any parking whatsoever.
I have no reason to support their commerce.
It's exceptionally beautiful lingerie.
The worst block of SF.



What would really improve that stretch is an antique store.



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