Capp St.

Years ago, Mission District prostitutes were simply known as "Capp Street Hookers" for their preferred blocks of rape limbo.  Then came a series of police crackdowns, which more-or-less made the situation manageable.  But now they're back in force, so says an unsigned petition created by "residents" located near the 20th and Capp hooker parklet:

We, residents of the Mission near the intersection of Capp and 20th streets, are very concerned by the sudden increase in prostitution in our neighborhood.

As you know, Capp Street was once a locus of organized prostitution, but the hard work of the police and the community put a stop to that intolerable situation years ago.

But now, suddenly, it is back -- complete with other types of associated criminality, fighting and yelling in the streets, and trash.

We find it unacceptable that we are woken up at night by screaming hookers, that we are endangered by the reckless driving of their customers and associates, that we have to step over used condoms in the morning with our children, and that we feel a sense of menace when we are walking home at night.

Since this is a sudden and new blight in our neighborhood, a criminal enterprise operated by people who are not from the community, we believe it should be relatively easy to nip it in the bud: simply patrolling Capp street frequently--especially on Friday and Saturday nights--and establishing a visible police presence here will scare off potential customers and make our streets an unprofitable place to undertake prostitution. 

As a Capp St. resident, I haven't really noticed the problem getting any worse over the last few months (although I've certainly noticed it).  Are they just exaggerating the scene to get some condoms cleaned up, or is this really getting out of hand?

[Photo by Zara Evens]

Free Dog Head

If you visited the Capp Street Free Shelf as often as I do, this droopy plastic dog head could have been yours.  But it's not, so get bummed.

Should you want to taste test some pink lemonade/watermellon soda/unicorn urine and chance death, get over to The Free Shelf on 20th and Capp.

Terry B. has been posting up photos all week from last weekend's festivities and, from the looks of it, I had picked the wrong weekend to hang out in Nevada.

[These photos and more by Terry B.]

The Capp Street block party got shut down by SFPD a few years back for a lack of permits, but it's back in its former full glory for the 2011 edition of BFF.  Here're the details:

And here's more of what you can expect:

Capp Hat Fête

Open caption contest.  Winner will receive the accolades of fellow internet commenters.

Do you have a child who is capable of standing but hates walking? Why not push him around San Francisco with the same contraption used to haul giant sacks of rice?

Someone recently took it upon themselves to walk up and down Capp and outline every abandoned, non-incinerated Christmas tree in chalk.  But when will someone will take it a step futurer and just tag the trees directly?

I've been noticing an uptick in walking tours going up and down Capp St. lately.  Don't get me wrong, I think Capp Street is a mighty fine street, but what is there to really see?  Let's take a look:

Adam Infanticide street art.

Homeless men defecating in their hands.

A home full of hipsters.

Homicide.

Beautiful Victorian Architecture.

        

El Trebol.

A gelato shop neighboring a cupcake shop.

Underage prostitution. 

Cats sitting in windows.

Obnoxious hipsters taking your photo from their bedroom windows.

And don't forget about the crackhead following you down the street eyeing your belongings.

(underage prostitution pic by troy holden)