hands up - the farthest pedestrian point - sf, ca
on a day-to-day basis, i tend to be pretty critical. but i'm a different person on sundays. i embrace that chubby men will jog shirtless despite their bouncing man-boobs. i forgive drivers who ignore me in the crosswalk. and when trader joe's is out of its organic, nonfat plain yogurt, i give their european-style alternative a try. i think it would behoove me to hold onto the sunday spirit--sprinkle it on top of the rest of my weekdays and heave-ho the rest.
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