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Must be something about visiting my eldest descendant, but I tend to come back inspired! Last time it was in Arizona & I came back enthusiastic on the idea of Cowboy life. This time it was San Francisco, & I'm grooving on the idea of being a Beatnik ("again" in this case; while I was never a cowboy, I did have an "On The Road" period in my life that, in retrospect, was definitely "beat" by anyone's definition, even if I didn't realize it just at the time...even to wearing a beret for some of it!) Fortunately for my wife's sanity, the nearest thing to an espresso cafe around here is Starbucks!