kind of worn out. it smells kind of sour. sinbads. lost in time. living out its last stand on san francisco s pier two, just south of the hordes of neck beards vapors buying artisanal drip coffee a few hundred yards away. my mom used to come here and she used to be, like, a secretary. so it was a place that catered to unglamorous office workers, and those are rarer and rarer here. is the relentless wheel of history going to roll over this place? yeah, it will eventually roll over this place. i mean, the location is too good. it s one of the best views in san francisco. a last drink or two before the grinding wheels of the apocalypse churn through, leaving what in their wake? they want to put a ferry terminal here? is that right? yeah. they want to build a fancy ferry terminal. the people coming here now in the tech industry are sort of, like, insulated from the culture of san francisco. since the beach generation, even
but it s managing. google is not too far from here. 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, yet its time running out. living out its last stand on san francisco s pier two, just south of the hordes of neck beards vapors buying artisanal drip coffee a few hundred yards away. my mom used to come here and be like a secretary.
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.
google is not too far from here. 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 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