This is from an email I sent to a friend about SF:

The bay area is cool. There is a lot to do. The city has a festival or organization for every interest possible. It is extremely easy to find a group to promote whatever fantasy or obsession you wish to indulge.

I couldn’t find a support group for the shiftless and disaffected so I went to a leather S&M and Bondage festival instead. They closed off Fulsom street and were selling leather and sex toys and ass fucking machines. There were chicks with their titties out and dudes walking naked except for a cock ring. There were public displays of spankings and floggings. And the police were making sure the whole thing didn’t get out of hand. Out of hand???? If ass fucking machines and naked dudes in cock rings ain’t out of hand, well…..

On the flip side they did have excellent thai chicken sandwiches and plenty of safe sex booths giving out free condoms and personal lubricant. And the people were all pretty friendly.

I stayed for about an hour and a half…then left. It was cool to look at, but hanging out made me feel a little too close to the fire. I mean, I’m all for self-expression…as long as you keep it to yourself.

I like it out here in SF. If I could get a job I would probably stay. I like the South too. I am from there and it feels homey, but I haven’t really enjoyed being there since I was in college.

Of course, depending on how you look at it…I haven’t really enjoyed being anywhere since college. I enjoyed camp (3 months), Spain (4 months), Israel (4 months) and the movement of travel. That isn’t enough time in any one place to allow it to get on your nerves.

Its like I said, I’m not sure if I know how to be satisfied. I think I do, but I’ve never actually done it for any amount of time.

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