The Tenderloin district of San Francisco had to be my favourite. Not everyone's cup of tea, the homeless rome the streets, begging on nearly every corner, but full of characters who we came across.
To the 40 year old man carrying a boombox on his shoulder at 1am, bless you, such a vision.
Wandering the streets one night after dinner we were serenaded by a homeless man singing 'stand by me' doo wop style, he walked side by side with us for 2 blocks & we even joined him in chorus.
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Sitting outside the Nile Hookah Cafe a homeless lady with a walker rolls past, chats up a storm with us, while the manager of the cafe tries to move her along, she wasnt going no where. We talked about how much she misses Michael Jackson and how she had been on the streets for 25 years, quite touching, but she was in great spirits. She also told Felis not to hide behind her glasses and that she needs to start wearing mini skirts!
Felis had people falling in love with her at the drop of a hat. A young guy walks past and asks her 'do you believe in love at first sight?' He was a real looker, poppin his collar & opening his jacket The Fonz way, seemed to be his mating call. Then asking 'do you know where 1pm is?'...
The man that always put a smile on our face was on the corner nearly every day. He remembered us and would always say hi. He was happy to give tourists directions and have a chat all whilst balancing upside down.
Photos by Felis.
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