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My Reality is bigger than Harlem

I grew up in the projects of Harlem with the smell of pee in the elevator.

But if you asked me where I live I would tell you a HIGH RISE BUILDING above Central Park with a glamours view of Midtown.

And I wouldn’t be lying.

I did live in a tall building on the 10th floor, two blocks away from Central Park and the upper East Side. So the only thing separating me from wealth was two blocks and a different mindset.

So that’s exactly what I adapted.

The homeless man who stood in front of the building everyday became my door man, because every time I walked in or out he greeted me and helped with my bags.