“How’d you end up in San Francisco?”

“I moved here from North Carolina in 1979 because I was a fuck up back on the east coast. Can’t keep doing the same ole thing and expecting things to change. Father said it was time to come, and I listened. And ever since, things have been right. But you can’t just worry about yourself. You take some oil with you to fill the lamps, but you leave some for other people too. Bless it.”

“Bless it.”

“Now do you wanna hit this bredgin?”