Here are about ten sellers in a row this morning on the corner of 7th and Market in the heart of the corrupt Twitterloin.
Cream cheese was the order of the day:
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Appears as if San Francisco’s seniors have more than enough food, but not enough cold hard cash.
I inquired about Crispy Hexagons, but there was no reply.
So yeah, sometimes our seniors don’t really need to eat the food that they line up for at area food banks and churches and whatnot, but what are you going to do? It’s a lifestyle thing.
Get Famous Akit’s emphatic viewpoint on this issue right here.
Now, here’s the video from KTVU, complete with numerous Crispy Hexagons sightings. (Mmmmm….orthogonal.)
The weekly scene at Willie Brown’s old church in the Western A:
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So sure, some of them start horse-trading immediately (a big no-no near Glide Memorial – they want you to at least cross the street before dickering) and others sell their stuff down at U.N Plaza (that Mistake by the Lake, or fountain, whatever.)
And others, in more suburban areas such as the Western Addition and the West Bay, load their booty into the boots of their aging GS V8 Lexuseses.
But, what can you do?
