From above the clouds we approach one of the most beautiful spots on the Pacific... Child of the mines, orchards, the mountains and the seas. A city of romance and glamour. This is San Francisco. Here in these spires of stone and steel, the sturdy sons of men who faught their way across the continent still guide and control the destinies of the great empire which they cleaved from the wilderness.
This 35mm color film soars high over 1930s San Francisco in a tiny propeller plane, accompanied by even loftier narration.
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