Cresting the Lansing Street hill and heading down into town can be a cheek pinching experience. To see the morning sun lighting up the facades of our proud old wooden buildings is one thing, but to see that surf crashing in the bay beyond is just too much for words. It causes a lump to rise in your throat and even a tear to well up in your eye on certain days such as this. Glad I can share one such moment and maybe this will convince you to visit, if you haven't done so 100 times already, or up and moved here yourself.
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