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More and more when I look across the water at San Francisco, it seems like one of those ideas that one offers and then retracts, blushing, as soon as somebody points out the obvious impediment. When the fogbank clears there’s nothing out there but brine and sharks.

For a moment before the apparition fades, dozens of koalas stare out from Mt. Sutro Forest.

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