


I've just taken my first solo walk in a 6-block radius of the Hotel Monaco, and I hate to say it, but there's definitely a sketchy vibe you get in this area. It's sort of Harlem-ish, where people are sizing you up. You just know someone is looking at you from somewhere thinking "mark".
Check out "Joey's." Where else can you expect one-stop shopping for laundry care, ice cream, espresso, and sausage? They're dead serious, by the way.
I saw the dirty piece of hippie fabric sitting abandoned in a doorway. Even the discarded homeless clothes show the persistence of 60's acid culture in this town.
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