Kia's car was parked right by a shooting in the mission one night. We waited hours but the feds wouldn't let us get it. The fucked up part was that she had a parking ticket on her car the next morning. Gotta hurt.
I have a soft spot in my heart for old homeless people. I gave this lady some money and she tried to give it back. "Well what if you get hungry later? You'll need money to eat." Too nice to be living on the streets.
The last night with us all in the Shrader house. RIP.