Another day in the Mission.
What these photos fail to convey are the glorious sounds coming out of each of these cars, rolling slowly through the streets of San Francisco. These men could be professional DJ's. They probably are. Funk, Rap, Soul, Blues, Rancheras. The best party was in each car. And I have never seen cars so spotless. Not a crumb, or a hair, or a piece of paper or a fingerprint on the seats and the floors. Who would want to leave?
