Sometimes it's all about timing. Sometimes it was just meant to be. But single moments, even if you're trying very hard to be aloof, doesn't endure in San Francisco. Moments always ends of up becoming shared moments with one other or many others. Color, race, sexuality, it doesn't matter. The city of summer love and wearing a flower in your hair never ended here, which makes San Francisco colorblind, special and so unique.
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