The next day I prepared my bike for disassembly, walked and biked around, got a haircut, did my laundry, re-packed, and biked over to Bruce's place, just two blocks off the Embarkadero back toward the Golden Gate Bridge, which was still hidden in the fog. Bruce was very welcoming, and it was great to see him. He showed me in, we went to his favorite gear store, and then we went out for dinner, and met his friend Steve. Later went back to the flat and discussed life and women.
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