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City run / Tank Hill

When I was in Cuba, I kept hear­ing a Span­ish ver­sion of the Car­pen­ters' song about the kind of husssshh all over the world .. tonight .. etc. The Span­ish ver­sion was an exact copy: "Hay un tipo de silen­cio sobre todo el mun­do .. esta noche .." and it seemed like I couldn't turn on the radio with­out hear­ing it in 15 min­utes. For some rea­son, when­ev­er I run dur­ing the sun­set, I always think of this song, and tonight it was going through my head on an end­less loop as I skirt­ed along Tank Hill and down through the Upper Haight.