Category Archives: Ann Kircher

Dancing With Ava

By Ann Kircher March 17, Farley’s, Potrero Hill, San Francisco It’s a sweet Irish waltz. Turning and turning I see the entire room: Potato faced woman With dyed red hair And the handsome man at a table Smiling at me … Continue reading

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Sometimes There Are Times Like This and The Night Is Extraordinary

by Ann Kircher Walking through my neighborhood I pass Skip’s Tavern — that place where someone bought a $1million lottery ticket.  A couple dressed in feathery things, he with a mask and she with a very short skirt, pass and … Continue reading

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