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It was 3:30 pm on a Friday and the work week was over. Fast Eddie and I walked up the ramp of the underground parking garage of the Transamerica Pyramid.
“Where are you headin’ to this afternoon, Al?”
“A North Beach walkabout. I’m going to stop by City Lights and see what books are on sale.” We stood on the sidewalk alongside Clay Street. “Wanna join me?”
“I’m tempted, but me and the wife are going out to look at bedroom furniture when I get home tonight.”
The sound of screeching tires and the roar of a high-performance engine behind us was a reminder that we were blocking the exit. We hurried out of the way of a shiny black Turbo Porsche. The driver of the car did not slow down, or stop, before turning left in front of oncoming traffic.