You’re 16.

You’ve been coming to San Francisco twice a year for your whole life. You’ve done Alcatraz,  Fisherman’s Wharf, the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art, the Japanese Tea Garden, Golden Gate Park, the San Francisco Zoo, the Academy of Sciences, the beach, The Palace of Fine Arts, Maurice Sendak’s Where the Wild Things Are in the Sony building, the big slide at the Yuerba Buena playground, Lombard Street, cable cars, the Museum Mechanique, Chinatown, and the  Exploratorium,

But you’re 16, and now San Francisco is a whole new ballgame:

North Beach. Beat Poets. City Lights Bookstore. Jack Kerouac. The Summer of Love. Alan Ginsberg. Washington Square Park. Cafes. Cool hilly streets…

Lat weekend in S.F.: Teen Spirit made a pilgrammage to the City Lights Bookstore. He found the special second floor room with the poetry books. He found the Charles Bukowski section on the first floor. He bought three books…

A great city when you’re 16 San Francisco is.