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Yet in the plane, a bitter taste in my mouth, my heart beat risen, everything getting even worse -- the feeling of escaping. Escape to know a whole new world, from leaving my dusty country boots, changing my culture, language, sceneries, people but mostly, taking off the mask of a girl and changing it for a woman's. A woman without parents, friends, siblings, A woman alone in the big apple. I left my little South American city, Valdivia, arrived to the world's cosmopolitan capital. I changed my rural roads, covered in dust for streets with thousands of modern vehicles. The wooden houses were now impressive buildings, and the echo of a flummox 2009 got sometimes confused with millions of voices, accents, faces, skin colors, souls. It was a year spent in the most popular city where countries around the world meet as brothers where avenues separate china from Italy and where a huge park looked like home. For a whole year green trees were changed for green signs, People -- walking souls -- always in a rush It was New York the city where my memories were left and it is Valdivia were I bring them back.
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