I had time to kill, and time was killing me. So while you were at Burning Man, I was still in Chicago on the sidewalk between bums, drunk, hungry, discussing theology, not giving anyone any hand jobs, laughing, and on fire.<\!s>*
Monday<\d>Friday: 6:30 a.m.<\d>3:30 p.m.; Saturday: 8:30 a.m.<\d>3:30 p.m.; closed Sunday
2852 Diamond St. S.F.
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