at first glance you weren't as welcoming as i'd hoped. i guess i imagined you to be more like your more sophisticated brother, new york.
but you just aren't. you're dirty. noisy. busy. full of cars. and traffic. and ... millions of pretentious film students.
when i first met you, i swore i would never revisit your messy awesomeness and most certainly would check you off the list of places to live.
i was wrong. and i'm sorry.
[but just for the record, can we both admit you don't have a the best track record for first impressions? great. thanks]
when i came crawling back to you a little more than three years ago (remember how desperate i was? how hopeful? how willing i was to give you another chance because you were my only lead at a new life?), i found a place that made my heart beat faster than i ever knew possible.
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