Go to the intersection of Fulton & Stanyan in San Francisco and press play.
Mystery Maker: Chris
There are so many austere monuments in the park that the small, special, secret memorials hidden between the folds of its hills can be overwhelmed. Where is the feral cat colony? What is in those large green boxes? Who stole the stones from the spanish monastery? Who really assembles here at night? Can I eat that? Why do I feel so unusual? Why did that branch fall? Who is behind me? What is that in the bushes? How did you know that? Are coincidences merely chance events? Or is it somehow all connected? Will I ever make it home? And will my home even be there to return to?