It’s kinda gonna be Oakland, people walking around Lake Merritt beneath a necklace of lights people talking on cellphones in Arabic, Spanish, Cantonese, Russian, German, Hebrew, hip-hop and everything else, a seagull looking for a good place to bash a mussel clenched in its mouth, a pfeffernusse of white daisies sprinkled on the lawn, the International Cooperation Ensemble playing at the Bandstand and leaves like folded paper cranes.