Taking pictures out the window of the 22 Fillmore on the short ride home from the gym. These are velocity views of 16th Street, heading west. Potrero Hill gradually becomes the Mission. The sky glows for a few minutes before the big fade-out. Watching the viewfinder and clicking the shutter, I'm also thinking about Trollope's novel The Prime Minister, presently speeding to its conclusion even though I would like it not to end.