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August 21, 2004 03:32 AM

ode

An ode to San Francisco

I love your rolling hills, and your epic vistas
I love your beautiful fog and your lush parks.
I love your beaches and your coffee shops
I love your classic cars, your death-defying muni drivers
I love your tasty mexican food from La Rondalla to Pancho Villa to the Tamale Lady.
I love the people that you foster
I love the art they create that surrounds us all.


I don't know if I want to live here now, or forever, but I do know how much I love this fine city. It's the first place I ever felt like /me/, so long ago, and now I remember why.

-- update Saturday afternoon:

I also love Boogaloo's brunch so much:

can you tell? I ate it ALL!!