we scale the monument like mountain climbers on statues. pictures and a bride becoming a wife in the rain. with my shoes soaked through i can’t hold in my laughter and for a few moments we are so happy. cramming into a photobooth we will stack on top of each other the way the city stacks
houses on
houses on
houses.
all of san francisco reaching up into the sky.
Apr 17, 2013
Apr 17, 2013 at 11:17 PM UTC
we scale the monument like mountain climbers on statues. pictures and a bride becoming a wife in the rain. with my shoes soaked through i can’t hold in my laughter and for a few moments we are so happy. cramming into a photobooth we will stack on top of each other the way the city stacks
houses on
houses on
houses.
all of san francisco reaching up into the sky.
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