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nyc. at least for awhile. gimme a week or so to recharge.

going to nc for a moment, which raises all kinds of dilemmas of identity. i mean, born in buffalo, moved from there to nc when i was 14, did high school down there, came to nyc for college. and stayed (so far.) first generation american...i really don't know what to tell people when they ask me what home is. what, who, where i am or more importantly my heart, or my subconscious...i dunno.

whatever. see you soon.

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I definatly agree with the direct correlation between home and the heart. It couldn't bo more true for me. My heart pumps the blood of 70 Montclair Ave, Buffalo NY 14225.

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