A city with imaginary homes, built with a metal base and the roads are always full of noise. Animals dress like humans, walk on its streets, nobody knows who is who. Some are humans, in other cases they can be rats or monkeys. Sometimes, your life in this city can be like the weather: uncontrolled, inconstant and changeable. The people are stressed and this leaves them without time to breathe.
When I first came here I thought: "This country is for people who respect the laws and have a vision.” This country is where dreams became reality and where the only impossible thing is the word itself. The city feeds off the dreams of the people who live here. They come from many parts of the world, pursuing their dreams and the good people of this country live by this maxim:
“Every person you see is fighting a battle that you know nothing about. Be kind, always."
The United States is the country of the dreams and New York is the city built with steel.