Today I'm moving for the 25th time in 29 years. 2nd floor, 2nd loft, 1st place with concrete floors, 4th house I've lived alone, 1st in San Francisco, 1st in SOMA, 4 blocks from the office, 4 blocks from the Bay, braced by I-80, Folsom, Harrison, First and an off-ramp. Pretty flash view at night--look up to see the closest thing SF has to a Tokyoesque skyline, look down to see tranny hookers urinating in front of the Mexican Consulate.

Best feature: a few doors down a neighbor in a lonely remaining victorian crowded by a pair of massive concrete condo buildings with a well-worn stuffed dog permanently on watch in the front window.