Here I am at my first private party in San Francisco. An awesome loft with a lot of very beautiful people. Obviously, just as Kerouac and his friends were party animals, I never miss the chance to accept a party invitation, and now it's time to get a feel for partying in the City. I arrived with Nina and Gregory, who I met at movie night in Dolores Park, but I don't know a lot of people here, unlike most here do.
OK, so I have to admit that I didn't quite understand whose place it was... So I freewheel it and take some pictures. And I sometimes get the feeling I'm in Peter Sellers' hapless shoes in the Blake Edwards film "The Party". I am just trying not to be too awkward or tactless...
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