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2004-10-18 - 3:48 p.m.
S.F.
I admit to missing the drive across the bridge at night, the view of Alcatraz, the copius fog.I admit to missing the streets, glazed over with rain and glistening in the streetlights.
I admit to missing the taquerias, the galleries, the coffee shops and the book stores.
L.A.
I admit to missing the ridiculous palm trees and the spectacular smoggy sunsets.I admit to missing the terrible slices of pizza and the countless strip clubs.
I admit to missing the smell of blooming jasmine, the rivers of traffic, the thousands of fake breasts.
But I left both these places. For something more, I think?