San Fernando Valley
When you come from a country where it’s summer all the time
you'll appreciate weather like this: foggy, rainy, cold, with blowing wind swirling
autumn leaves up in the air. When I was growing up, Dad and I used to walk to
the farm at dawn. At times it would be too foggy it messes up with visibility
such that you are inches away from people and you stopped just short of kissing
their noses and you’ll never know who you’re going to bump into and it doesn’t
really matter, it’s the vibe, floating in the air, like fog….
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