This post is for Tuesday night (2/18)...
While walking back to the Embarcadero Muni station with John along Market Street....
After eating a scrumptiously delicious dinner at Boulevard (greyhound w/ fresh grapefruit, dungeness crab and scallop panzanella, quail with beet gnocci and a lemon cake dessert), partially subsidized by a gift certificate from Mary and Andrew.....
An alto sax playing Dr. Zhivago.
It hauntingly echoed down the street and against the tall buildings in the darkness of the stars and streetlights. I couldn't actually find the musician, but I breathed it in with sadness and happiness at the same time.
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