#1 A Lesson From the Fog

Drenched in an eerie thick blanket of fog with misty sprinkles all along the Bay.

San Francisco was solemn, grey, and with an almost somber feeling of dismay.

Even though it was a Thursday, Clement street was empty, desolate, and littered with a tinge of darkness. This is the San Francisco I’ve grown to know, the San Francisco that most don’t tell you about.

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