The city that never sleeps, the city of my dreams.

You’re my addiction, my idea of perfection and my way of life. The city that never sleeps the, city of my dreams. Two times I’ve been into you and my two halves I've left in your endless streets, in your infinite skyscrapers and your breathtaking sunsets. What else can I say? You’re the “concrete jungle where dreams are made of” the place where I want to make mine reality, the place where one day I will… I want to walk through you by the hand of my lover or just on my own, at 3:00AM or at 2:00PM feeling you under my feet and making me feel at home, because you’re my one true love.

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