San Francisco is an old, iron safe filled with gold, glory, disaster, and secrets. SFCentric History is a new column, by SF writer V. Alexandra de F. Szoenyi, that digs in the vaults of local history and shares the sensational people, places, and things that rocked San Francisco. Harry Houdini (born Erik

Ask a Tenant Attorney is your chance to learn how to survive as a tenant in San Francisco. Each month Tenant’s Rights Attorney Daniel Wayne addresses a different issue for residential tenants. This month: A continuation of last month’s post on Common Questions When Your Landlord Is Selling Your Building. For more information about Daniel

Tabitha Soren’s photographs investigate the difficulties of everyday living.  Whether it’s the disquieting images of people in looming danger in Running, or the anxiety-inspired oceans capes of Panic Beach, Soren is interested in what humans can and cannot endure. For her newest collection, Fantasy Life: Baseball and the American Dream, Soren spent over a decade following 21 members of the

There are few people in SF who have been untouched by the housing crisis. From budding artists to retirees, while we hear a great deal about the many adults who have been forced to relocate as prices rise, there isn’t as much noise about the impact to children and families.

Thanks to hypergentrification and mass displacement, we can now add  ‘extreme commuting’ to the essential lexicon of Bay Area inequality.  And we need to start using it in sentences more often. Because ‘extreme commuting’ helps to define a broken city, where high-paid workers and their wealthy bosses occupy the former homes of displaced SF workers and commute to Silicon Valley via gratis luxury buses that pick them up within blocks of their front door

Fucking Bubbles. I don’t know how many times I’ve said that phrase since I first met him in Dolores Park in 2014. In fact anyone who ever met Bubbles uttered that phrase at least once, whether in absolute awe, complete exasperation, or both simultaneously. Bubbles was Bubbles. There are a

A lot can happen in 50 years. Babies are born. Generations die. People get married, then divorced. Empires fall and revolutions rise — and in the thick fog of San Francisco 50 years feels like 50 million as the flower children of yesterday celebrate the anniversary of the greatest summer of their lives.

It’s an ‘instrument petting zoo’ with free classes and jam sessions at San Francisco oldest music school