vanishing. you know google is not too far from here. anthony: according to many locals the whole character of this city is being leeched out by an invasion of tech people. a flood of tech money. it s the triumph of the nerds. out with the old, in with the new. no place epitomizes that better perhaps than where we are right now. john: yeah. you know i tell anyone to come and meet me here, my friends, and they sort of laugh at me. they re like, sinbad s? but it s this thing that doesn t really exist in san francisco anymore. it s not self-consciously divey, you know? it has this kind of faded glamour. kind of worn out. it smells kind of sour. anthony: sinbad s. lost in time, yet its time running out. living out its last stand on san francisco s pier 2. just south of the hordes of neck beards and man bun vapors buying artisanal drip coffee a few hundred yards away. john: i mean, my mom used to come here. she used to be like a secretary. so it was a place that catered to unglamor
you know google is not too far from here. anthony: according to many locals the whole character of this city is being leeched out by an invasion of tech people. a flood of tech money. it s the triumph of the nerds. out with the old, in with the new. no place epitomizes that better perhaps than where we are right now. john: yeah. you know i tell anyone to come and meet me here, my friends, and they sort of laugh at me. they re like, sinbad s? but it s this thing that doesn t really exist in san francisco anymore. it s not self-consciously divey, you know? it has this kind of faded glamour. kind of worn out. it smells kind of sour. anthony: sinbad s. lost in time, yet its time running out. living out its last stand on san francisco s pier 2. just south of the hordes of neck beards and man bun vapers buying artisanal drip coffee a few hundred yards away. john: i mean, my mom used to come here.
you know, google is not too far from here. anthony: according to many locals, the whole character of this city is being leeched out by an invasion of tech people. a flood of tech money. it s the triumph of the nerds. out with the old, in with the new. no place epitomizes that better perhaps than where we are right now. john: yeah. you know, i tell anyone to come and meet me here, my friends, and they sort of laugh at me. they re like, sinbad s? but it s this thing that doesn t really exist in san francisco anymore. it s not self-consciously divey, you know? it has this kind of faded glamour. kind of worn out. it smells kind of sour. anthony: sinbad s. lost in time, yet its time running out. living out its last stand on san francisco s pier 2. just south of the hordes of neck beards and man bun vapers buying artisanal drip coffee a few hundred yards away. john: i mean, my mom used to come here. she used to be like a secretary. so it was a place that catered
according to many locals, the whole character of the city is being leached out by an invasion of tech people, a flood of tech money. it s the triumph of the nerds. out with the old, in with the new. no place epitomizes that better perhaps than where we are right now. yeah. i tell anyone to come and meet me here, my friends, and they just sort of laugh at me. but it s this thing that doesn t really exist in san francisco anymore. it s not self-consciously divvy. it has this faded memory, kind of worn out. it smells kind of sour. sinbad s, lost in time, living out its last stand on san francisco s pier two, just south of the hordes of neck beards vapors buying ar teesinal drip coffee a few hundred yards away. my mom used to come here and be like a secretary. so it was a place that catered
whole character of the city is being leached out by an invasion of tech people, a flood of tech money. it s the triumph of the nerds. out with the old, in with the new. no place epitomizes that better perhaps than where we are right now. yeah. i tell anyone to come and meet me here and they sort of laugh at me. but it s this thing that doesn t really it s not self-conscious, it has this faded memory, kind of worn out. it smells kind of sour. sinbad s, lost in time, living out its last stand on san francisco s pier two, just south of the hordes of neck beards buying drip coffee a few hundred yards away. my mom used to come here and be like a secretary. so it was a place that catered to office workers. those are rarer and rarer.