In 2007 I visited San Francisco for the first time, and I was completely mesmerized by this city over one weekend. Ten years later, I have gotten to know the city’s hidden gems and crazy traditions, weird quirks and desperate vices, and have grown to love it deeper. Moving away from SF was like breaking up with someone you care for deeply, but you know that the relationship just wouldn’t workout in the long run. You part on good terms and will forever remember all the wonderful memories, and whenever you run into each other again, you smile and say “hello, I miss you”, and genuinely mean it.
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