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Big Screen — Movie commentary
Blurt — Music's inside track
Booze News — San Diego spirits
Classical Music — Immortal beauty
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Close to Home — What it’s like on the street where you live
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Drinks All Around — Bartenders' drink recipes
Excerpts — Literary and spiritual excerpts
Feast! — Food & drink reviews
Feature Stories — Local news & stories
Fishing Report — What’s getting hooked from ship and shore
From the Archives — Spotlight on the past
Golden Dreams — Talk of the town
The Gonzo Report — Making the musical scene, or at least reporting from it
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Movies@Home — Local movie buffs share favorites
Movie Reviews — Our critics' picks and pans
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Neighborhood News from Stringers — Hyperlocal news
News Ticker — News & politics
Obermeyer — San Diego politics illustrated
Outdoors — Weekly changes in flora and fauna
Overheard in San Diego — Eavesdropping illustrated
Poetry — The old and the new
Reader Travel — Travel section built by travelers
Reading — The hunt for intellectuals
Roam-O-Rama — SoCal's best hiking/biking trails
San Diego Beer — Inside San Diego suds
SD on the QT — Almost factual news
Sheep and Goats — Places of worship
Special Issues — The best of
Street Style — San Diego streets have style
Surf Diego — Real stories from those braving the waves
Theater — On stage in San Diego this week
Tin Fork — Silver spoon alternative
Under the Radar — Matt Potter's undercover work
Unforgettable — Long-ago San Diego
Unreal Estate — San Diego's priciest pads
Your Week — Daily event picks
My husband is slowly falling in love with San Diego
I moved from NYC to SD for three months in 2004. I loved the weather, the clean streets, the relative compactness of Hillcrest and its slower-than-NYC pace. What I didn't like was the sleazy side, including some noise meth-head neighbors who NEVER slept. I was also floored by the negativity of SD natives, many who, when I told them I just moved here from NYC, looked at me like I was crazy and told me I should go back because I'd end up hating SD because it was a rathole. I don't think SD is a rathole; far from it. But I ended up moving back to NYC (Staten Island) because I couldn't find a decent job (and this was in 2004!) and because of the ever-rising rents and home prices. But mostly the world-weariness and negativity of the natives left me with a bad taste, something that NYers, as cynical as we can be, didn't have. I've visited a few times since, and love being here for a week or so, but I guess some of us just aren't made for the SD way of life.— September 27, 2009 8:32 a.m.