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New York City Vibes
Feeling at home? What do you smell?
The only time I have been in New York City is while I was still inside my mama’s belly. Conceived in Europe, I snuck into this country in vitro. Hiding, under cover of mama’s body, I went through Ellis Island for the most part undetected.
I used to kid my older brother about the fact that since he was born in Europe (NOT as an American citizen) that he was not eligible to run for president of the U. S. A. like I was since I was born an American citizen on American soil. I could run for president but he could not! Nanner, nanner, nanner.
Like I would be so foolish as to run for president!
I have been spared from such a horrific destiny.
I have experienced New York City through countless movies, TV shows, and reading. I like to feel that it is enough. I get the vibe. But I just don’t know if I can step in front of the cross hairs. I don’t know if I actually want to be there.
I feel that way about so many cities in America. Do I really want to expose myself to the radioactive-like vibes?
I’ve been there and I know. The vibes can be so intoxicating. The energy is so HOT! Yeah, baby.
But the vibes are so strong that they drown out soothing and satisfying vibes from Mother Gaia…
