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Submitted to Contest #179
New York City was still beautiful. I heard rumors the iconic skyline had become nothing more than a few teeth jutting skyward from the bay, but I could see much of it remained. It was still the most beautiful city in the world to me, even in ruin. I had traveled over a hundred miles to stand here on the shores of New Jersey, nearly all of that journey coasting on the fumes of hope that I would find New York City at the end of it. I came from the northern forests in St Marys, where I was generally safe and well-supplied. I...
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