I hope your unspicy artisanal burrito was worth it. You’re principally paying a ransom to have a automobile where you get to struggle for parallel parking house. Certain, no public transportation is with out its complaints (save
place for fucking Japan, a beacon of cooperative effectivity) however it’s completely disgraceful for an area that’s as populated like SF to have such unhealthy infrastructure. The bizarre and totally perplexing thing about it all is that people actually pay a premium for this privilege.
