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City Life.

I could never live in a city.

The cattle of people swarming the streets

the smell of the subway

sends me into a blind panic.

I forget to breathe

even if it is breathing in the city air

of hotdog carts and manhole cover steam.

My heart is in my throat

and I would hate to feel that way everyday.

I could never live in a city.


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