San Francisco mayor Edwin Lee died his morning. Which is almighty surprising, because he was only sixty five, and many of us expected to be talking sh*t about him for many more years. Anyone who lived in San Francisco for a long time might not always agree with the whole idea of attracting techno-yuppies and investment bros to the downtown, driving the rents up and the economically struggling lower classes away, and so making blood-sucking bankers and landlords super-rich.
Which is good for the tax base.
And political careers.
Sixty five. Dang. We're gonna miss you.
Chinatown is going to be lost without a home boy in the drivers seat.
Say 'hi' to Rose Pak for us, Ed.
Rest in peace.
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