Personally: Walking San Francisco
I'm out walking, comfortably cocooned in a pink Mountain Hardwear jacket. I walk the hills half out of love, half out of defiance. I don't know if you've ever been to San Francisco, but the hills are huge. Sudden. Unrelenting. Sometimes you trust your shoes, your balance, your luck--both up and down. On a sidewalk. I walked up California Street tonight, to the very top. To see the cathedral, the Fairmont hotel, the view. Yesterday, I walked six miles in a relatively straight line to the Golden Gate Bridge..
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