Posted by: facetothewind | June 5, 2008

The Old San Francisco

I always thought this was MY city…that I would grow old in this city. It felt more like home than any place I have ever lived. I thought I would die here one day.

It’s cold, crowded and dirty and the disparity between rich and poor has widened.

And yet many of my loved ones are still here. The gap between my home and my house has widened and I’m confused. Again.

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