The City of Dreams

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+Times Square, 10 AM+

"Wow! Who knew New York was so popular?" I said, looking around. Large pillers of brick, glass , and metal, creating a giant maze. Overcrowded by humans and cars. Smoke and voices filled the air.
Around the corner a man in blue overalls was talking in a loud voice. "Bag of Peanuts for 1 Dollar! Get your 1 Dollar bag of some ol' Peanuts." I smiled and ran over to him, summoning a $100 bill. Behind me Harry chased after me. The salesperson looked at me as if I was crazy. Just then Harry yanked to money from my hand and forced me to face him.

"Are you crazy? You don't give $100 bills to people like that." Harry lectured me.

"Oh, I thought I held a one dollar bill. Sorry!" I said, rubbing the back of my neck nervously.

"Sorry doesn't mean anything! What if you got robbed? You think, I would be happy? Jeez, you got me worried about you!"

I stared at Harry when He said he got worried.

"Oh no, I meant worried as uh.. Y'know your my ticket to my life. NO! I mean..."

I feel a sharp pang of pain, from my make-do heart.

"Ah, yeah no. It's fine... Anyways let's ditch the food, instead how about we go to the NYC Public Library? While I'm on earth, it's better to get to learn about history, right?"

"Oh right." Harry said, leading my pas a the busy crowds. After a couple minutes of walking, we found an opening right infront of the steps.
I see a lion statue, with glowing yellow eyes. As if it was calling me, I subconsciously floated towards it.

Harry brought me down with his arms in my shoulders. Inches away from me touching hold of the statue.

"(name)! You can't be floating around NY like that!" Harry scolded me.

Just then a large roar is heard from the distance.

"Leo.."

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