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Personal Narrative: The City Of Las Vegas
“Life is all about ending up somewhere you didn’t expect, and learning to just be happy with it.” (Lauren Oliver) That’s what I felt coming in and seeing the lights of Las Vegas laid out below me. I had the fleeting thought that even though I missed the stars in the sky, I didn’t need them because the glittering lights of Vegas were like thousands of tiny stars. I don’t think that I had really thought about it but I have fallen in love with this city and I guess it took a week away for me to realize that this was my home. I think about how I could have ended up in any other place but somehow I was lucky enough to end up in this city. I haven’t seen the world or what it has to offer but somehow I doubt that any other city will be able to capture

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