But as I walked through these streets, I couldn't help but stop every few yards to take snapshots of the buildings, so alive with un-faked creativity. This city breathes decadence with an epicurean flair. In culture, sport, intellectualism and diversity it lives freely.
The only other city I've ever been in that I felt had a heart that beat on its own and lungs that breathe of their own free will was Seville, Spain.
Surely there are others, but San Francisco pulsates; its unabashed passion for all things beautiful is unparalleled.