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the woman I wonder where she was from. Perhaps she lives in the city and she is going to visit friends or family in New Jersey. She seems like a New Yorker. However, I've found that people who have daily contact in the city start looking like New Yorkers. They have a bold gait when they walk, a look in their eye that says, "Keep away. I know where I'm going and there is no way you're going to stop me." I must look like a tourist, wandering aimlessly sometimes in the city. I like getting lost in the city sometimes. It reminds me of the times when I would wander in the woods and get lost. Sometimes I would become completely disoriented and I would just start walking in one direction, not really concerned that I had no direction. It was ok. The dark woods is a comforting environment, protective. The dark city doesn't feel as safe. I only get lost in the city during the day, like a reverse vampire. Fear the dark.

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Eileene Coscolluela
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