There are certain parts of Oakland I would never, EVER venture into, even with a giant death-machine.  It can get bad.

It goes without saying that this page took forever to make (but I said it anyway), and needed several revisions because there were always little things I thought of afterward that I felt obsessively compelled to add (for example, the green lights on the underside of the Bay Bridge).  I am happy enough with the final result, though, and can only hope to match this quality with future strips.

…but now I think I should have made the lone redneck with the gun more prominent. That could have been funny.  Dagnabbit!