ah, new york city. my place of birth, the sidewalks i first pranced down. the only place you can truely get a rip off burberry bag from a guy who couldn't even pronounce burberry. The city of all cities where you can get roasted nuts on the side of the road for no aparent reason at all. The place where dreams are possible, hopes are reached, and a hooker can make her way.
person 1: i want to rule the world!
person 2: well you know what you've gotta do first
person 1: what?
person 2: go to new york city. i dunno what it will do but you'll get a nice bootleg prada bag