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1. jim
   May 25th, 2010 | 3:25 pm

   On a hazy (my head, not the sky) New Years trip to San Fran in the late 80′s that included 3 days of sightseeing, a night before NYE Dead show,an all night NYE party at Haight and Octavia, irish coffees,shrimp on the wharf and dinner in china town we wandered by the Camera Obscura. Most of us passed by without even looking. Patty, our transplanted tour guide for the week said it was just another tourist trap. Clea was lagging behind the group when the old guy that worked at the Camera said to her “Have you ever seen the Camera Obscura?” in an ancient, drawn out voice the hinted at the mysteries inside. In the blink of an eye, it could have been an hour or two, we were pooling our money so that we could all go in. Surfers bobbing on their boards waiting for a wave to ride, seals swimming next to the docks, the faux rock wall of the nearby cliffs projected on the wall inside the small, pitch black room. Later on after stuffing ourselves with fish and chips and sushi and beer and music we remember the time that we were drawn to the Camera Obscura… 20 plus years later. Play Albany… we will come out and listen.

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