Out of place like a land-bound ghost in the fog, yellow street lights, the low growl of the trolley underground electric hum. Another low hummed transformer buzz from the Jesus Saves sign at the mission, snap up your collar, quicken your pace. I can see it all coming back dream-like now, one more for the road: Capt Jack Howard and Thomas Berg inkin’ ’em up at the Midway down the street from the Mission, the Thalia. Barbary Coast alright. Sometimes even the swells would drop in with one of Madame Lil’s free gold coins Hey, I thought this was free, What do you mean 5 cents for a beer? The Jesus Saves sign flickered, only salvation was promised for free.