Arrr, Mayor London Breed be swingin' the cutlass ‘gainst them homeless camps in San Fran, savvy? Aye, what a jest!
2024-08-03
Arrr, Mayor London Breed be raisin' the sails o' the city, callin' on her crew to hand out writs and temptin' the landlubbers with free passage on the high seas—er, buses! Aye, time to shiver me timbers and bid farewell to the scallywags!
Ahoy, mateys! Gather 'round, fer I bring ye news from the bustling port of San Francisco, where the fair Mayor London Breed be hoisting the sails on a most peculiar voyage! Aye, she be callin' upon her trusty city officials to wield the mighty pen and issue citations, as if they be writin' a scroll of the high seas! But fear not! This be no walkin' the plank; instead, it be an offer of fine free bus tickets to tempt the wayward souls to set sail from the city shores!