i will never be young again or any younger than i am today. i will never be faster or more flexible. i will never win competitions against 22-year-old wrestlers in my weight class. i will never be a black belt. none of those things will happen, but none of that matters anymore. i took a walk through this beautiful world felt the cool rain on my shoulder found something good in this beautiful world i felt the rain getting colder san francisco is changing. we all know it. you can t stop it. were you born here? yeah, both generations of my grandparents are from san francisco. my dad s side came out after the gold rush, so came here in the 1850s. author john birdsall grew up in this town, and he s a close observer of the changes happening here. you know, when i first came out to san francisco, i was making all the same sort of tired jokes that everybody from new york that comes out to san francisco the first time makes. you know, i thought it was all
no place epitomizes that better perhaps than where we are right now. 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. 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 neckbeards and man bun vapors buying artisanal drip coffee a few hundred yards away. i mean, my mom used to come here. you know, she used to be, like, a secretary. so it was a place that catered to unglamorous office workers, and those are rare and rarer here. is the relentless wheel of history going to roll over this place, or what? yeah. i mean, it will eventually roll over this place. i mean, the location is too good. it s one of the best views in
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