A few weeks back, Laurence and I turned off Gough onto Colton to explore a hook shaped alley. The hook surrounds a parking lot, and is small enough not to have a street name sign (although it’s thickly lined with no parking signs). Even streets without sign posts usually have their names stamped in the sidewalk at intersections, but hook truly had no identifying marks. After we bumped into the end–a sloping driveway with entrenched truck–Laurence wondered aloud if the hook even had a name.
I explained my experience: all street-like objects in San Francisco have names, regardless of how small or inconsequential. Sure enough, this one was Colusa Place.