Real New Yorkers Can Say Goodbye to All That
The first year I lived in New York was an utter cliche. There I was, young and fresh and terribly naive, unaware that my whole self was about to transform in ways that I couldn't even begin to imagine. It was as if I’d suddenly burst out into the light, into a whole world that was strange and wonderful and occasionally terrifying. I reached out in all directions, feeling, tasting, seeing, smelling, experiencing this incredible variety of things I’d never known existed. I formed the closest relationships I would ever have. I spoke new words and formed new wants. I tried unfamiliar foods, one after another. I learned to stand on my own and take my first steps into the world.
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