The love one feels for their surroundings, their habitat, the place where they allow themselves to exist can be considered a true love.

Although it's hard city streets may hurt your calloused feet, and its cold harsh wind only irritates your cracked skin- it's love owns you. Sometimes it hurts, but when you are taken from it you'll always miss it.

And its bittersweet, but you would not want it any other way.

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