The Unexpected Beacon on Bleecker Street
My arrival in New York was accompanied by the symphony of relentless honking and a biting autumn chill I was profoundly unprepared for. Having traded the quiet, rolling hills of the English countryside for a semester abroad, I felt a familiar pang of loneliness, a small, insignificant speck in the overwhelming, fast-paced energy of Manhattan. Wandering aimlessly through the West Village,...
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