Baby i’m from New York.

Purposes lost in the crowd, and a million steps traveling in different lanes like crazy; Everything in the city is a tropic of craze; Subways, coffee shops, breadlines, traffic, skyscrapers, drugs, streets, lights, movies, posters, psychos, boys kissing other boys, girls kissing other girls, politicians praying for money, homeless looking for shelters…
Everything globes around a sphere of absolute neurosis — LIFE.