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Mission Mission caught trouble outside someone’s window again. Remember the strangulation video earlier this summer?

In addition to everything else happening today, the Friendship Center at 56 Julian Avenue near 15th Street is having a Pow Wow and expecting 5,000 people from 10 to 6.

The new mural at the Women’s Building l is moving up the stairwell rapidly and will definitely be ready for the building’s 30th Anniversary.

Burrito Justice is back with these street photos of a Parisian looking Valencia and Mission Streets.

SF Gate has an AP story on Mexico’s worry about the release of inmates who are also undocumented. Amanda Martinez reported earlier this summer that “the 19,000 prisoners who are undocumented felons make up about 11 percent of the total prison population and include 15,000 Mexican citizens.”

Mark and I started out on the dusk to dawn walk with the Triple Base Gallery knowing that we would not continue for long, but interesting for a few hours in a random/conceptual kind of way. It was led by  David Horvitz, a Los Angeles-based artist looking for the house where his grandmother once lived.

We left long before they headed toward the house, but we did meet other folks from the gallery and learned about Joyce Grimm’s dinners around art–the next one is in September for the Todd Bura Solo Show.   Michelle Blade , who curated the current show, also told us about Shotgun Review. Good site. Thank you.

The best scene came at the end of the evening: walking home we saw two diners at the 18th and Guerrero bus stop eating a snack at a small table. Did they bring the table or did they just find it there? They were the Raw food people, fresh from serving at the Friday meet up of street food carts. Muni arrived and they  ran to catch the bus–  their table in hand.

At 18th and Guerrero. Raw Food.

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