16th and mission

When I got to work this morning, a small, incredibly glossy bronze starling with ink-black spots was pecking delightedly at a red grape the size of his head.

Later I was jaywalking to the BART station, when:

Me: Hey. HEY! Hello? Idiot!

Guy in the SUV speeding past me: Crosswalk! CROSSWALK!

Feisty passer-by to SUV driver, now stopped at light: It’s California! She can cross wherever she likes!

Me: Thank you.

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