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I think best while moving, walking the manicured streets of my neighborhood—the Inner Richmond—as the fog settles, taking in the pastel-colored Queen Anne houses and neatly groomed gardens of protea flowers.

Last week, I ended up at an art studio near my house.

I kept walking until I arrived at a plush-green golf course in Lincoln Park. San Francisco is reportedly now 5.

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What I can do is write about my personal heartbreak. As a native New Yorker, I had long been fascinated by the beautiful city by the bay, the bastion of progressivism and counterculture.

As a creative, I knew it as the town that helped both a gay disco queen like Sylvester and a Goth misfit like Anne Rice find their artistic voices. Black san francisco once in a while, I see other Black people up close and personal around town.

I think of all the ways I try to make people unafraid of me and comfortable in my presence so that I can be comfortable in my body, in this city. And this may be my real issue: I hit all the goalposts.

I live in the right house, in a decent neighborhood.

San Francisco likes to think of itself as elite in its progressiveness. But I often say that the deeply segregated America Trump champions may be flourishing here, in one of his most despised cities.

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Systems that require a caste of people submerged below to keep the next level afloat and feeling accomplished. Systems that unfortunately seem more virulent here, in what has become a plutocrat mecca for the inevitable pilgrimage of the privileged. Black san francisco

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Despite the idealistic image that drew me and so many hopefuls here, this has long been the town that turns a blind eye to inequality in brand-name, rose-colored glasses.

My walks often lead to Ocean Beach. Black san francisco Pacific feels affirming, and the coastline is my sanctuary.

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I feel a particular affinity with the construction workers parked at the shore during their lunch break, opening their windows to inhale the ocean while trading the aroma of animal-style-stained-In-N-Out wrappers. They eat and daydream, then sometimes nap.

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