We are a city addicted to house porn. The SF Appeal delves deeper into our sick, sick minds: "Seeing a house that is for sale causes San Franciscans to become so overwhelmed by a doomed sense of love and longing that they realize they've never understood the Twilight books until this moment. Then they will go home and spend the next several hours trying to figure out how long they have to keep putting in 60-hour weeks at Salesforce before they can afford the down payment on a house that is even half the size of the one whose doorknob they were just drooling on." [SF Appeal]
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