It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way. In other words, welcome to San Francisco, a town that’s “becoming a paradoxical urban space: a homogenous corporate campus run through with threads of public pain. People struggling with addiction and mental illness sleep on the streets outside unicorn startups and shoot up in front of City Hall.” Everyone in San Francisco is worried about San Francisco. Can a city that emerged during the gold rush survive the tech gold rush? Anna Wiener in The New Yorker: In San Francisco, Tech Money Doesn’t Buy Happiness.

+ Rudyard Kipling once said, “San Francisco has only one drawback: ’tis hard to leave.” These days, ’tis even harder to afford. SF Chronicle: “Despite creating hundreds of new shelter beds and spending more than $300 million annually on homelessness, San Francisco has seen the number of homeless people in the city rise by 17% since 2017.”