I don’t know much about San Francisco except for these few things:

• they roast great coffee
• they love posting “we’re open” signs within closed establishments
• they offer fun old photo booths
• its home to the Tanner family
• they pave their bumpy roads with the craziest crazies
• they cram old shops with even mixture of old People magazines and bizarre porn tapes
• and have back alleys that are so festive that it almost makes you forget that you may get stabbed walking down them.

Here’s a couple of photos I recently took while walking down just one of those said ally ways.