I would just like the SFPD to know that if things are slow they could certainly bust a few perps in front of the McDonald’s on Golden Gate @ Van Ness. Drug dealers couldn’t be more obvious if they were wearing shiny hats and passing the drugs off in baggies with neon lights. Too bad for me that I have to cross this drug zone to get to my bank and, more importantly, Chevy’s shrimp fajitas. Aside from the slight fear of being shot or accosted with a needle it is quite fascinating. Once I saw a guy standing with the upper half of his body slumped in a garbage can. I watched him for a solid 5 minutes and he didn’t move. Wonder what ever happened to that guy…

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