It’s between Berkeley and Oakland, and the two don’t meet cleanly in the middle. There’s a lot of gentrification and quiet, tree-lined streets full of the well-kept houses owned by university professors and technology company executives. There are also gritty strip malls and the depressing ruins of old warehouses and other industrial relics of the city’s meat packing and railway boom eras which had also been accompanied by gambling halls and bordellos. Rough-and-tumble versus genteel. So why wouldn’t it also be the headquarters for an outlaw motorcycle group? I supposed it was like hiding in plain sight for Tank Ebersole. Josh’s chosen route through town was definitely more on the seedy side. I gave up counting the number of taverns we passed, most of which already appeared to be open for business. Union halls, tattoo parlors, massage parlors, pawnshops, check-cashing places, convenience stores with bars on the windows and doors, teenaged kids standing in small groups on street corners, cupping their hands around cigarettes and lighting up, blankly watching us drive by.
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