Strawberry About Town

On top of Buena Vista Park, looking at the tiny hunched spine of the Golden Gate.

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(It was too cold to write, and then I spent like four hours talking to a friendly guy I met and went home. “Oh,” said Lisa worriedly when I told her this story. “Was he…?”

“No,” I assured her. “I boyfriended him right away.”

“That’s important,” we told each other at the same time.)

With a giraffe.

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With a peacock.

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With some flamingos.

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(I was getting cold.)