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  • I dragged my husband, Erwin, out of the city five years ago to live with me in a lovely apartment half a block from the beach. It was a great place to live. If you love playing in the outdoors, you have plenty of option without having to schlep all the way to Marin County or the Peninsula. We used to watch the sunset from the beach practically everyday and we loved it. Driving back from Palo Alto down Sharp Park road used to be the highlight of my commute from work. I miss it.

    It's almost a year now since we exchanged our lovely Pacifica hood to live back in San Francisco. This is the sunset we see now from our balcony. We moved only 13 miles away and what a difference it made. It's not a sunset by the beach but it's still nice. We no longer hear the waves slapping on the seawall. Instead, we have the steady hum of Highway 101 and the metal clings of the 3rd Street MUNI rails. We exchange our working class beach town for another working class urban neighborhood. Ironically, the street that we live in now is a lot less busy compared to our old block by the beach.

    Bay Area "locals" poke fun of Pacifica because of the fog that marinates the town. What they fail to observe is the fact that September is the beginning of the sunny season by the coast south of the San Francisco Bay. That's the secret of that working class beach town - it's always nice and sunny practically everyday in the fall and winter seasons. But don't tell anyone I told you that. Pacifica locals are protective of their little town by the beach. I am too. Too bad I'm not a Pacifica local anymore. I'm just another tourist from the "city."
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