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Once I had a San Francisco keychain. It told everyone that passed me how much I loved San Francisco. The flecks of marijuana that clung to the red stripe that made up the Golden Gate Bridge reminded me of my day in Golden Gate Park with Alex, my then-love-of-life, now-ex-hate-you-boyfriend.
By Chelsea Drake URL on 03.16.2010
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