Mantarlele Bet by Manuel Komroff

I was lucky to born on an island. I was born on the islands of Manhattan in New York. It was a small world. I was born here and was immensely in love with it. As I grew up I realized that this place belongs to me and I belong to it. Thereafter I never hesitated to move along anywhere in Manhattan. I roamed to please myself. I watched what I desired and wished. I enquired about the things I wanted to know about. Of course, while I was young I did not go far away. But as I grew in a real sense, I gathered courage. I started exploring it. I walked down through every lane of New York.