I was overwhelmed with all sorts of emotions during my two and a half days in San Francisco. I missed my grandad terribly, and every street I walked down held some lost memory that filled me with longing and nostalgia. I had loved living in San Francisco. It's a city full of action and adventure— I had my dear friends, my favourite haunts, and the food— oh the food! I was visiting an old love who I never quite lost feelings for, but I know deep down inside that we just can't be together.
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Sometimes cities keep their magic forever because you can only be there for short whiles.
great photos!
Thank you so much, Renilde :)
You're right, time is a major ingredient in magic.
I got that exact same shot of the graffiti on your first post when we were in SF!
Isn't it a great piece?
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