A San Francisco memory
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I was seventeen years old at the time. I was set to attend UC Berkeley in the fall, so I got invited to fly up on a weekend to attend some sort of orientation they were having for incoming students. I honestly have no memory of the orientation itself, but what I remember is the city of San Francisco...
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