Anna GodbersenShe found herself longing for home-not just for the hotel but for New York and all the real novels that she could lose herself in there.
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A person who loves New York is different from a person who loves the city of New York. A person who loves New York is someone who has felt what it is to be in love with the city. A person who loves the city of New York may feel nostalgia for it but is not really in love with it. A person who loves New York is someone who has experienced the rush of being in love with that city.
Source: Envy
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