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Personal Narrative: My New York City Life
Growing up I spent a lot of time going to New York City, to spend time with my mom's side of the family. I enjoy the city, I've always called it my home away from home. I have always known since I was a little kid I wanted to live in the city. During the summer, I learned that New York City is the right place I want to fulfill my education and go to college as well as pursue my career in.

The summer of 2017 my cousin from Fargo, North Dakota visited for 2 weeks. She was 19 at the time and I was 17. Since then, we were finally of age, to explore the city alone, we spent hours going through 3 of the five boroughs. We went everywhere from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge, Coney Island, and the biggest tourist attraction, Time Square. During these excursions, we learned how to properly navigate throughout the Big Apple. We learned the Subway Station routes and how to follow maps. Showing how fast I can adapt to the city lifestyle increased my passion to be able to live there.
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We would leave the apartment around 2 and stay out until 11. The feeling of having everything just a few feet away made life easier and more exciting. Coming from a small town like Wallkill, New York if you want to go somewhere and buy something you need to own a car. After a while, that begins to be a burden especially if you do not have your license or car. You begin to rely on someone to take you places so you aren't cooped up in the house all day with nothing to do. Many people recommend elder people to move to cities for the easy mobility purpose. Larger towns and cities are an also great place for people in general who can't drive and for people who can't afford car payments like insurance, gas, and loans. Aside from the easy mobility around the city education is a huge learning hub in the

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