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The City By The Sea – San Francisco
George Sterling At the end of our streets is sunrise;At the end of our streets are spars;At the end of our streets is sunset;At the end of our streets the stars. Ever the winds of morningAre cool from the flashing sea–Flowing swift from our ocean,Till the fog-dunes crumble and flee. Slender spars in the offing,Mast……
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Typical mom story
I made a site that I’m quite proud of, an adventure through San Francisco. And my kid asks to read it, and since I’m quite proud of it I pull up a short biography of Agoston Haraszthy. And he reads it with the world’s most stoic poker face. Revolution? Wolves? Gosh-darned crocodiles? Not a lash……
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He aikāne, he pūnana na ke onaona
Here is an incredibly lovely cartoon (jellyfish! love! waterfalls!). I’m especially happy that I found it because it enriches my headcanon of Victoria Goddard’s Lays of the Hearth Fire, but also because I’ve always hated The Great Selkie of Sule Skerry, beautiful as it is.
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