The bridges in San Francisco are huge. Up and out. Curves and straight lines. A pulsing beat of light and shade from girders as they sweep overhead.
The size and scale are so different from Dublin, where the bridges cross a river and you could see the lights of home from the other side. In San Francisco the scale and the distances covered reminds you how far away home is.
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