Dear New York,
A thank you card is in now order. Last time it was a love letter ... sent as a stamp into the future, sent to recover at a later date. After a few months away with some time, and now as a guest in my homeless home, I realize what you are to me. I have discovered a special place. A place for perspective. A place where I feel completely as I am. A place that pushes and pulls me to discover who I am.
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