“I could have sworn she said the corner of Guerrero and Dorland . . . ”
Is there something about a couch on the sidewalk that somehow easily becomes anthropomorphized and pitiful? Is it because they’re a place of comfort, but also a place that we sink into when we’re sad?
In case you somehow missed it, SFist did a cool piece a couple weeks ago with a Sofa Free master, Erik Wilson: The Abandoned Couches of San Francisco.
Sometimes you just need a place where you can put your feet up.
[San Jose at 23rd]
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Somebody please find a new home for this guy. He simply does not understand why everyone thinks he is the most dangerous animal in Africa. Can collectors beware!
What’s the most dangerous animal in the Mission? Pigeons?
[Photo by Linda L.]
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