Go To NYU Belonging

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I have always been asked the same question, whether it be at the fountain in Washington Square Park or by a stranger sitting next to me at Cafe Reggio. It starts with a friendly smile then they pop the question, “So do you go to NYU?” and it pains me to provide an answer each time. It’s my dream to be able to say yes to that question, to be able to walk past the buildings of NYU and feel a sense of belonging replace the one of the longing that has been in my heart since my father would hold my hand as we crossed streets to get to Bleeker Street Records as to not lose me in crowds of college studnets. Rather than turn to my friends and say “That’s where I’m going to go” as we pass the Waverly Building, I hope the friends I make in school and

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