Walking down the busy New York streets, the scent of fruit vendors, and gunpowder filling your senses .”In New York, you can be a new man.”, is what you’ve been told for ages.

An unfamiliar state was one thing, but an unfamiliar state with war on the horizon was a whole other. You were busy occupying your own mind when you happened to run into someone obviously in a rush. Papers went flying, a man pushing up his glasses to look at you, just you wait…