Quintessential San Francisco; a cable car. In the evening, the colors are bright, and movement is blurry, but I like this picture despite its faults. It isn’t a picture that would please a professional. It pleases me. I can feel the cool wind and hear the wheels in their tracks; I can feel the movement.
Uncountable pictures are taken daily of cable cars and the streets of San Francisco, but this one tells me I was there.
It’s a memory. A good memory of a good trip.
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