Farewell to two San Francisco greats.
Farewell to that feeling of invincibility and impossibility mixed with the threat of invisibility and impoverishment. Isn’t that, after all, what great cities are made of?
The last pair of San Francisco landmarks worth knowing are closing down and leaving town for good this month. They are, Tim Lincecum and the Lucky Penny diner. Both were institutions. Both just got a part of you. Both worked for you 24-7.
They were the last of whatever part of your heart you left in San Francisco.
Were I to run into Tim Lincecum or the Lucky Penny late at night—and I did—I felt better about myself in the context of witnessing heights I could never reach and depths I could never mine. They were the best and the worst and the best of the worst. Both are being replaced, pushed aside. They’ve perished.
The Lucky Penny is closing this…
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