I wandered through the streets of San Francisco with a swelling sense of anticipation and nervous energy. I was headed to Chinatown with hardly enough knowledge of the place to fill a fortune cookie, but I knew for certain that it was crucial I go there and that it would be a riotous attack on my senses. Tempting smells wafted from cramped, sidewalk restaurants and drifted up past bulbous red paper lanterns festooned across Grant Avenue. Buildings with ornate oriental facades corralled the dense flow of humanity through the streets. I forgot I was still in the 21st Century America after a few minutes, but I’ll never forget being in this part of the City by the Bay.
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