Four days solid of Marin County. Two days off. I need to decompress.
Marin is a special kind of entitled asshole environment.
That attitude. Those voices.
A repulsive society.
Today's plan. Dim sum. Quiet stroll. Milk tea. Cantonese opera.
Late night weirdness involving a dive and whiskey.
Dodging the anti-smokers.
Maybe I'll eat cheese.
Or a pastry.
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