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Bohemian

For more than a century, the august members of this San Francisco body have enjoyed a unique, all-male midsummer night’s dream

At first it was a men’s club of the meanest stripe—a sparsely furnished, stogie-scented parlor on the second story of a red-brick office block, across the alley from an undertaker’s morgue, within the sonic radius of a two-bit music hall.

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