A couple of years prior, a locally renowned blogger in San Francisco, known as Burrito Justice, made a perfectly confusing guide, with assistance from a cartographer named Brian Stokle, and began offering duplicates of it on the web. The guide envisioned the city in the year 2072, following 60 years of fast ocean level ascent totaling 200 feet. At present, San Francisco is a generally square-molded, peninsular city. Be that as it may, on the guide, it is separated clean from the territory and shaved into a long, fat smear. The state of the land takes after an ocean feathered creature jumping submerged for prey, with odd sounds biting into the coastlines and, more remote, a sprawl of protruding and wispy islands that used to be slopes. In the event that you lived in San Francisco, it was a guide of where you as of now were and, at the same time, where you stressed you may head. "The San Francisco Archipelago," Burrito Justice called it — an in the past cognizant city in shards/italianska.