Every once in awhile in this period which is my last year of living here in my beloved San Francisco Bay Area, I find memories searching me out. This past Saturday night I had dinner with a dear friend at a restaurant favored by both of us (on Market Street). As I gazed out the window at the hustle and bustle that is "The Castro" on a Saturday night, I saw faces, heard conversations, smiled at laughter and once again rubbed shoulders with the ghosts and memories from the 35 wonderful years of living here.
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