Thursday, January 15, 2009

One Foggy Morning

A foggy morning stroll along the Embarcadero in San Francisco. The fog has an almost human presence there. Or, rather, a superhuman presence. It wanders the streets and neighborhoods at will, wraps itself around the city's architecture and inhabitants, obscures and reveals as it sees fit, disappears without a trace and lies in wait for the next visit.

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