Rad chanting at Hippy Hill in Golden Gate Park on a sunny day.
Check out the football game in the upper right corner during the last few moments.
That’s what’s really weird about this part of the park. It’s a magnet, kind of like the chaos magnets in LOST, that attracts all of these stark contradictions/ opposites hanging out right next to each other.
Alpha-male team-sports guys next junkie homeless guys.
20 year old college kids next to 60-year-old guys that have been talking about nothing but Woodstock for the past 20 years.
Violent unleashed dogs and small children.
And then once in a while you’ll see something truly unique and amazing, like a Jedi Knight practicing his skills in the park.
Right around the corner you also have several different little league (I’m talking grades 1-6 little league) soccer games going on a stones throw from a permanent homeless crusty-punk encampment where people are openly selling drugs and getting wasted in broad daylight. It’s like at any moment you expect to turn a corner and ride your bike straight into the beginning of a CSI or SVU episode.
The Outer Sunset 