It seemed like a matter of minutes when we began rolling in the foothills before Oakland and suddenly reached a…

It seemed like a matter of minutes when we began rolling in the foothills before Oakland and suddenly reached a height and saw stretched out ahead of us the fabulous white city of San Fracisco on her eleven mystic hills with the blue Pacific and its advancing wall of potato-patch fog beyond, amd smoke and goldenness in the late afternoon of time https://goo.gl/OexJU4

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