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The hunt for used drum parts has so far taken me from the ocean to the bay. Tonight I went to pick up a hi-hat stand from a part of the city I don't spend much time in. I had to back my car down a tiny, steep one-way street to let a cable car back up into a tunnel. I saw the Bay Bridge. It's strange how the city is so tiny but so densely packed that neighborhoods can change in less than a blink of an eye. Of course, I couldn't find parking and pulled into a driveway to call and ask my craigslist connection to bring the stand down to me. Plus, I don't go into strangers apartments, no matter how curious I am about what kind of view they have from their windows.