On the corner of Emerson and El Dorado in Palo Alto, a resident has constructed an elaborate miniature harbor town. Sandra White is drawn to this corner. The weather is balmy so she’s taking a walk. She wears a long blue dress and she’s unhappy— thinking about her job and her marriage. A wooden boat pulls up to a pier. White sailboats bob in their berths. Open cafés face the harbor, lively with customers. Grocery, banks, and hardware stores line up behind the cafés. Luxury houses with long driveways cluster on the hills. A woman in a long blue dress comes out of a hair salon, turns around, looks up, and waves at Sandra.
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