Bus Report #907
Monday night, later than usual, stepping off of the 38 Geary.
The neighborhood smelled like fresh baked bread from Boudin, and something else: Chinese tea eggs.
It all made me hungry.
The neighborhood smelled like fresh baked bread from Boudin, and something else: Chinese tea eggs.
It all made me hungry.
posted by Rachel at 11:46 AM
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