I grew up in Bridgeport, Connecticut. I used to work for a ticket broker who would fill his station wagon full of young kids looking for adventure & to make some money. I remember crossing the Bridge and seeing the skyline, the butterflies would be rumbling in my stomach already. I was 15 and didn't really know much outside of Bridgeport. I did know when i got out of the ticket wagon and looked up at the towering buildings and listened to the noise around me, i knew i was home. I knew someday i would live here with the bright lights and noise that to me sounded like music.
Let me know what you think. These will come out in a series. Part II coming soon....
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