For New York to take you in, all you need is a dream. When I think back on what my dream was going to the big city fresh from college and coming from a tiny country so far away, only one word comes to my mind: possibility. This was the place I believed anything was possible. And New York never disappointed me. It made sure I earned what I received, because in a city like this one, you must run and never walk, you must hold your head high despite the pressure pushing it down because if you don’t you can find yourself running back to the old familiar world you came from.
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