It was my last day in SF after a semester-long internship, and I decided to take photos around downtown. I was passing through Union Square on my way home when I saw a guy weaving through traffic, with two people chasing after him and yelling at him to give something back.
I instinctively started booking it after him, caught up to him in the middle of a food truck area, grabbed him by his hoodie collar, and pinned him down while I waited for the pursuers to catch up. It turns out he ran out of their shoe store with a pair that he was trying on. While I was holding him down, I realized that I still had my camera in my hand, and I instinctively took photos during the whole ordeal [1].
Between this episode and others I’ve seen or heard about (buckets of literal shit in the streets, friends-of-friends getting mugged in broad daylight, sometimes right outside their apartments), SF is really low on the list of places I want to live in.
[1] https://www.instagram.com/p/BrtlSaPAMNG/