Friendly, but never gushing, cool but not frigid or distan

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“The city became for me the ideal of what I wanted to be as a grown-up. Friendly, but never gushing, cool but not frigid or distant, distinguished without the awful stiffness.” 
― Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings








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