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"I paused under the neon sign marking the location of the original Tower Records, bobbysoxers jitterbugging to a spinning record." - Page 51
"I sat cross-legged on the grass
in the shadow of the Pony Express
statute. A life-size bronze horse
and rider paid tribute to the romance
and danger of the Old West."
-Page 222
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"I spotted spiky tops of palms, then the block of grass that made up Cesar Chavez Plaza." -Page 54
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"Someone got the idea to turn what was left of the slum into the Old Sacramento historic district, a Wild West version of New Orleans' French Quarter. . . . The old whore never looked so good."
-Page 112
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"The American River Parkway is one of Sacramento's better ideas . . . It's a miracle developers haven't managed to put up condos and view homesites on every inch of the riverbank." -Page 160
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"The white marble State Capitol, a Victorian jewel tucked away in a vault of steel and glass high-rise bureaucracy." -Page 11
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"The courtyard of The Firehouse restaurant made me feel as if I'd stepped inside the Pirates of the Caribbean." -Page 192
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"It was the very balcony where I'd watched Dr. Hipster and Juicy Lucy share a joint and a fifth of tequila some thirty years ago." -Page 178

"In the distance, I could make out the letters on a green and white Caltrans directional sign. . . . Even though I wasn't going anywhere, I liked having the choices at my doorstep." - Page 20
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"Overhead towered the onramp to the I Street Bridge. . . . I'd gone from Main Street at Disneyland to the set of Blade Runner." -Page 262
"K Street narrowed, passed under an arch, and plunged into a dank pedestrian tunnel under I-5." -Page 112
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