My city
My city. There is no place like home. Always been reminded of how lucky I am to come from the best city in the world. A place where people could only dream of. A place that people come to achieve their goals, dreams, hopes. Yes, I was born and raised there and always knew there was no limit to what I can do. Exposed to everything and anything from a young age preparing for a world of no surprises. Yes this is my city. Yes, this is what I have become. A person who dreams big, who holds no fear, who fights for all, a hustler at its best. Everything I was, everything I am. My oath and gratitude goes to you, New York City, My city!
