A few things yesterday made me think of the people I used to know years ago when I lived in Berkeley on Rose Street and later in Oakland off Fortieth not far from MacArthur, before I moved to San Francisco.
There was a streak of cruelty in them that they themselves were probably quite unaware of. In some ways I'm glad that we lost contact.
[Every one I know in the East Bay now is from much later.]
That story about the dollar bill? I'm glad I'll never hear that again.
Anger is hard to maintain. But enduring apathy is easy.
People can be cruel.
I don't like cruel.
I still have a soft spot for Elizabeth H. though.
I wonder what happened to her.
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