Beyond twilight and into darkness. WEBCOR shines brightly 20 stories up...building rising toward the sky...a standing skeleton, a frame of what is to be. And this is akin to the here and now, in all its many facets of ones particular life. Frame works in different directions, eventually more than a foundation constructed, an end-state of something wonderful. And onto the next thing.
I love San Fran at night...by lights in moments of discrete and insignificant events. The brightness of a brake light, the streetlight turning from green to yellow, the interior of a lighted bus and the bluish sparks from the muni lines...technology lightning storms.
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Where is the map? And yet, I don't want one.