I thought I’d never leave the city. But time likes to find ways to show young people how naive they are. Before I left San Francisco, I took one last trip down Highway 1, and stopped to see the sun set over the west side one more time.
I thought I’d never leave the city. But time likes to find ways to show young people how naive they are. Before I left San Francisco, I took one last trip down Highway 1, and stopped to see the sun set over the west side one more time.
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