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I grew up in a suburb about 40 mins south of SF and referring to it as "the City" made a lot of sense for us. calling it that if you live there is probably pretty pretentious though.
and I never had any knowledge that the term had any connection to or stronger connotation re NYC or London over SF until college, for whatever that's worth...
this happened to me too.
back in the late 1990s there was a craigslist-style minimal text-only site called foopee that listed punk shows all over the bay area. I think, as a joke, they decided to advertise a Me First and the Gimme Gimmes show that didn't actually exist at the Folsom Street Fair. I was in high school at the time. Not knowing anything (which is generally the case in high school), I got 2 of my punk buddies and we drove up to THE CITY to check out the show. Driving in, once we got off the freeway, we saw several packs of dudes wearing assless chaps walking along the route we were taking to get to this fair. We just thought, "oh, we must be in San Francisco. I've heard it's gay here. Wow, they really aren't kidding about that." Then once we parked, we realized the assless chaps dudes were definitely all going to the same place we were.
But we were told there was a punk show, and Me First are hilarious live and well worth it to see, so we were determined. So us three 16-17 year old straight, oblivious, and now slightly unnerved kids went into the Folsom Street Fair and had to wander a few blocks past countless naked asses, several exposed penises, and some kind of booth that involved a pinball/bowling game called "Shoot the Chute" in which one's objective was to roll a ball along a playing board where the top score was obtained by successfully getting the ball into a hole around which was drawn a naked man's anus, before finding a stage on which a band full of transvestites was putting on some kind of music / burlesque show. We figured we'd found the "main stage" and asked several people when Me First would be playing. No one had any idea what we were talking about, but still determined, we stayed for a good 20-30 minutes before finally accepting that we'd been had. Then we realized we were just three dudes enjoying the Folsom Street Fair. I think at some point we started to worry that if we just up and left we would appear intolerant. Our discomfort and nervousness eventually outweighed any liberal guilt and we got the hell out of there.