Alcatraz + birthday reminded me: for my 33rd birthday my ex and our lesbian friends decided it would be cool to take me to The Rock for my birthday, because… no idea. None of us had been, I guess. We took a picnic, including sparkling wine. I remember… um, cells. And a nice view of the city. Although that might have been a postcard. And one of the watch towers blew up… I think… maybe that was the Cage & Connery movie. This was back in 1990, and details are hazy. It was one of my better birthdays, though.

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