Using Oakland's largely-unknown Berlin Creek as the central metaphor, writer John Fall provides a meandering and quirky look at his city of residence (or should I say city of citizenry?), contrasting the low-key needs of his community with high-profile incidents such as sideshows and senseless murders. An essay that benefits and suffers from its author's heartfelt approach.
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