right across the street from the old Beehive, aka The King's Court.
Which means it's in the heart of Oakland...
So I just took a brief stroll to Uncle Sam's to get some food, and
noticed something awry... I encountered *no puke* all over the
sidewalks, and the Chesterfield Punks are no longer congregating
in front of The King's Court.
Where is Oakland without the pleas, "Can you give me money for beer?"
I am sad.