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Dog Days of Summer
Weekends in San Francisco, when the foggy summer weather was such a let down, citizens grabbed their partners to escape the city in search of heat. Sonoma and Napa were popular destinations, or across the Golden Gate Bridge into a balmier Marin. Upstairs in my apartment during July and August, I felt lonely, when I couldn’t wrangle anyone to escape with.
Photograph: Untitled (3 Girls in a Kiosk), by Leon Levinstein
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