View from Twin Peaks. Road the bike straight up Clipper from the Mission. Had dinner at a friend's two-story apartment with this view lighting up his picture window. The little lights on the East Bay Hills are big picture windows of all those Bay-facing mansions tucked all over the hills. As the setting sun hit each area minutely differently in time, the lights randomly shifted, always remaining only a handful. Can imagine what it's like if the setting sun's rays hit just right and powerfully enough and fired most of the hills' windows at once. Must be stunning.
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