“People come to New York City to find love, all you’ll find is homeless people”- profound words from a slightly intoxicated roommate. NYC is the metropolis for love, or at least that’s how the movies depict it. Are these pre-conceived ideas of a fairy tale ending obtainable? In a city that never sleeps, where dreams come true- can love fit into the equation? The men and women of New York city are stretched thin; there aren’t enough hours in the day to do laundry, so how in the heck is there time for love? All you can do is you, do your thing, and when you least expect love will find you.
XoXo-Limardi<3
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