We City girls are made of skyscrapers, two-flats, apartment buildings, bungalows, fire escapes, revolving doors, art and traffic. The city hums inside us. Our blood has trace amounts of asphalt, concrete, bricks, glass and steel. We are surrounded by people, noise, fumes and danger. City girls are born, not made. You can’t fake it. It’s not a choice, it’s what we are.
Everyone has a place living inside them, running through their veins. People just have to figure out where that place is, so that they can be truly happy.