Bent made me think of Berkeley once more. I thought: why did I like it so much? or... did I really like it? What was so special about having a hot dog at Top Dog? About walking along Telegraph? About hiking up the hills? About eating meat with peanuts at a thai place? Nothing, really. Nothing I cannot find in Barcelona. And still, there is something about Berkeley... The past, always the past.
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