To Be Alive

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I left a party tonight just before midnight. Walking from Herald Square to Penn Station (where the ATM was), along streets that somehow felt at once both nearly deserted and alive, I felt what I hadn't felt in a long time: that I owned New York and it owned me. I felt that I was back in the only home I'd ever found.

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