This piece starts with a great hook and gives a wonderful focused look at San Francisco through the eyes of New Yorkers with brief moments of how NYC looks to a native SF woman. Having many friends who are tortured by this choice (my city of choice is SF, where people strip down and jump into hot tubs "more often than you'd expect," notes a New Yorker), I felt this piece was relevant to those of us who want to be in on a piece of the action here in America. Like Paris and Rome, SF and NYC are unique and pulsing with intense creative human energy. The piece could be tightened by focusing almost entirely on the thoughts of the New Yorkers who moved to San Fran. The music was grabbing in the beginning but somewhat distracting by the end. This piece would work well after a big winter storm when people in New York may be wondering what the grass looks like on the other side. (It's green and 65 degrees)