Chapter 20

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Y/N's P.O.V

I sigh and watch as Mingrui leaves the stage.

Y/N: Ooh, New York. Ooh, New York

Going to a town. That is famous as a place of movie scenes. Noise is always loud. There are sirens all around
And the streets are mean. If I could make it here. I could make it anywhere, That's what they say. Seeing my face in lights, Or my name in marquees, Found down on Broadway

Even if it ain't all it seems, I got a pocketful of dreams. Baby, I'm going to, New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of. There's nothing you can't do. Now you're in New York. These streets will make you feel brand new. The big lights will inspire you. Hear it for New York, New York, New York

On the avenue. There ain't never a curfew. Ladies work so hardSuch a melting pot, On the corner selling rock
Preachers pray to God. Hail a gypsy cab, Takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge. Someone sleeps tonight with a hunger. For more than from an empty fridge

I'm going to make it by any means. I got a pocketful of dreams. Baby, I'm going to, New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of. There's nothing you can't do. Now you're in New York. These streets will make you feel brand new. The big lights will inspire you. Hear it for New York, New York, New York

One hand in the air for the big city. Street lights, big dreams, all looking pretty. No place in the world that could compare. Put your lighters in the air. Everybody say yeah, yeah

In New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of. There's nothing you can't do. Now you're in New York. These streets will make you feel brand new. The big lights will inspire you. Hear it for New York

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