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I lived in San Francisco through the '80s, and when the time was right I did leave. But I did love it, to the point where I have difficulty explaining quite why. Perhaps because its beauty, complexity and soul would express themselves unexpectedly in the most mundane of circumstances, every block on every day. San Francisco is unpredictable and exciting, and yet to those who know it, it's as comfortable as an old coat. Throw on a windbreaker, stick a Fast Pass in your pocket, and the town is yours.
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