Jul 31, 2020
The Fear IV: San Francisco
The Fear IV: San Francisco It was as if I didn't think I was human, like I was above it all, like my vision was beyond the grasp of any other. It was totally fucked.
The Fearstruck again in early 1986. This time it would stay with me for quite some time. I flew to California with my girlfriend. We were to spend half the time in the Bay Area for a few Grateful Dead concerts and a couple of university interviews at Stanford and San Francisco State for my intended M.A. program in film, and the other half in Burbank for an interview I had scheduled for my thesis…
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