A couple of semesters ago I was charged with the task of deciding on a definition of “home.” I more than likely gave some generic response about home being where the heart is. After the semester was over, I filed the project away deep in my brain, but I do still think about it from time to time. As is common with NYC, there are plenty of homeless people that I pass on my route (another problem for a later discussion, though). The assignment I had got me thinking a little bit more about this and the aforementioned cliché. Many choose not to abandon the city streets as they have become their home and the place they love. In a sense, they are without a house, but the city remains their home.
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The sheer amount of people, both those currently living here and those that may have moved away, that consider New York their home has always fascinated me. This city subtly affects us all in such a profound way and I don’t think many people realize how different their lives would be without it. While I can’t imagine anyone would wish to be homeless, the fact that so many of them choose to stay here proves to me that the appeal of this city goes far beyond the economic incentives we hear about all the time.