I was a nuke bomber pilot and did rotations dropping conventional iron bombs in VN, south and north. I loved SF, people knew what I did and I never had any problems in San Francisco or anywhere else. My big issues were dating girls who were not doing drugs when I was around and staying out of parties where there were open trays of hash or coke. If I saw that I cleared out immediately regardless of my prospects for later and went back to the bar at the Presidio or to the old Italian restaurants in North Beach and up and down the streets in the old 240Z. What a great city.
Francis, the Bogart Maltese Falcon, you need to read the Hammitt novel, much better.
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