New York, my home.

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One night, a peaceful and beautiful night, a man starts singing.

A page has turned, a story starts.
Deliver me into your hearts,

As he is singing, we then see the beautiful streets new York has to offer. It looks like home.

Her cold breath on my hands, where it all begins.

As he sings, we are still being brought to the beautiful and peaceful looking NYC.

New York, it has me now.
Hold me close my home.

As he sings, we see a hospital. We wonder what could be in there, but we couldn't go inside. Instead we zoom in on the seewers.

Don't let me feel alone,
All on my own..

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