When it's time to leave work, I head around the corner to Market St. and jump on the streetcar to Valencia. My new job is quiet so far, and yesterday that bothered me, but now with so much on my mind, I'm grateful for the peaceful continuity.

As I travel down Market St., I watch the city change. Office buildings blend into shopping, and the mall, and on past the cable car turnaround where the real transformation is taking place. Vagrants unable to care for themselves, because of mental illness, drug use or both, roam the streets alongside techies who work at startups. Mid-market is being revitalized, but it's a slow process.

The Mission is becoming even more gentrified, but I like it. Growing up, it used to be the best place for tacos, and it still is, but since the food truck...

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