I’ve lived half a block from Valencia Street for nearly a quarter of a century, and I mostly try not to go too far down the it-was-so-much-better-back-in-the-day rabbit hole. Sure, I miss the thrift stores whose threads still populate a significant portion of my none-too-spacious closet. But I’d be lying if I said I don’t appreciate that the coffee is a hell of a lot better than it was in Ye Olde Mission District.

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