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A box with a stick and carrot and some string

Dear Bennish: I was in your future neighborhood this evening for a holiday office party (I was the spouse attachment), at Irving and Sunset. The Steven plucked me up out of the Mess of Berkeley at 4:00 PM sharp and it was 4:20 when the car pulled up the Panhandle of Golden Gate Park heading into the Sunset district. The sun was bouncing low off the ocean through 20 blocks of eucalyptus and optimism, thickly coating the low mist into a velvety bronze that contrasted nicely with the darkening blue sky. Looking East down Sunset the blue windows UCSF Medical Center gleamed on the hill: no ice, no salt, no slush. Not a single person looked cold. In the opposite direction through the mist, one could just see straight down the crest of the street into the wide gold Pacific. I tried to determine the livability of the neighborhood with the a civil and uncynical eye and determined - yes: grocery store, fruit seller, Russian deli, two dozen chinese medical practices, big ass Catholic Church (St