Stitched up

A disagreeable consequence of losing weight is that your clothes no longer fit. I have two reasonable suits but the trousers now balloon around me.

Room for one more

I walk one block back into NOPA to Sunshine Cleaners. Smiling, very small, Chinese lady shows me to the fitting room, which is a tiny curtained-off section of the entrance and pins up two pairs of trousers. ” Ready on Tuesday.”

They will still clean, starch, your shirt and deliver it in a box

So why am I writing this? After a couple of years in rural France, I love how easy it is to get stuff done in San Francisco.

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