A perfectly cloudless, sky-blue heaven looked down upon the stretch of tattered and aged cement that lay between 112th and 111th Streets. A vibrant blend of rich food scents twirled together around me like leaves in an autumn wind. I sat down on a bench in the crosswalk and began studying the colorful world around me. Something about the ceaseless diversity of New York City still seemed unfathomable and overwhelming to me. A shirtless man, who ignored my presence, sat down to relax with a bottle of juice and a cigarette. I looked across the street and immediately saw the housewares store, which was apparently closed for the day. The cold metal cage was drawn down tightly and locked to keep out intruders and stood in contrast to the we
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