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Monday, June 25, 2007

King St. Harassment

These guys were hollering at me from the roof of the building next door. They yelled some variation of “Hey baby, you light my fire” – some awful play on the Doors’ lyrics. They were working on the blue-gray building that houses (I believe) Raval, and the ex-Atomic Comics, but were on the back side of it, possibly working on the air conditioning units. I yelled “fuck you” and gave them a big finger before running up to the office to get a camera.

Submitted by Margaret