A race against fog

It was a golden day in the Inner Sunset, which for a number of hours was not a misnomer.

“Do you want to go for a bike ride around the park later?”, I asked.

It was 5pm. He said “let’s go for that ride”.

We dilly-dallied, looking online for apartments that “cost more than any human being should ever have to pay for rent”.

We got downstairs. I dawdled some more, adorning my bike with its functional yet stylish new saddle bags.

Finally, we stepped outside. Strapped on our helmets. Locked the door. Set off.

But lo and behold! The fog had stolen our sunshine.

(Image: Public Bikes. Quote: Someone giving advice on finding an apartment in SF.)


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