Jenny and I went to S.F. on Sunday because it was a gorgeous day. We started it off by wandering into a neigborhood in the Presidio that didn't want visitors, and they weren't joking.
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?
Sunday, November 20, 2005
I love San Francisco in the winter.
Posted by Alice at 7:05 PM
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