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Picture a study
in contradictions. In a city of French laundry, world class art, and great
food lies the remains of an institution, the McDonald's at Powell
and Market streets. The fast food restaurant with its huge dining room
and location next to the cable car
turnaround attracted the likes of all humanity. Retirees, veterans,
tourists and travelers, the working poor, retail employees, office workers,
homeless folks, and, as PJ Corkery
of the Examiner says, "general strays and waifs," all found a place to
refuel and relax here for 20 years until March, 2003. That it was the kind
of place where people could be themselves removes all contradiction, making
the McDonald's here a fitting San Francisco favorite. It even has a legacy.
Before there was a McDonald's here, 33 Powell Street was the home of Moar's
Cafeteria for nearly 30 years. Herb Caen
included Moar's in a list of joints where a San Franciscan could find "the
broken-nosers and the gamblers and the town characters who give Powell
Street its Runyonesque flavor." (33 Powell later reopened as a Sephora
fragrance store.)
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