Walk around the city, make a habit to feel humanity.

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Walk around the city, make a habit to feel humanity.
Be careful, my darling, in the city - a place where men are distracted by beauty.
Pause, peace, rest. The silence of a city, had to be the regeneration of the human race.
The world is beautiful, it's not just city. Mountains, woods, animals, oceans - I could take you there.
Late night New York this city dotted by bright gas stations and diners, strung with insomniacs, waitresses, and lunatics.