Last night I was really lucky that my car was not stolen. At the end of the post Run Club dinner started walking towards my car and was checking for my key. Cannot find key = not good. Walk back to the place and no one saw it. Knew it would be a rigmarole to get a new one. Walked back to my car and someone (me) left the car door unlocked with the key fob in the car so a pack of junkies could have (insert horrible thing that can be done in stolen car) Glad I parked on a hill. #keyswalletphone
Looking for lunch recommendations within a five minute walk of the Powell Street BART station. Typically go to Tropisueno but looking to try someplace different.
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