The acquaintances and one-off encounters — are often the bridges that make a city livable. San Francisco International Airport, 7am: Addy, 50s, white I sneak a quick glance at the queue at immigration, “short, won’t take long,” before firing a text to Addy. “Not too many people, it seems. See you outside in 30? Addy has been a lovely sub I met on my second tour in San Francisco. Even as a Professional Dominatrix and top, she taught me most of what I currently know about sharps and electro —...

What, it has been six years?!?

San Francisco and Los Angeles, I'll be back.