I am from the streets of the beef sandwich.
The old neighborhoods that are segregated by giardanera, sauerkraut, and frijoles.
A city that breathes heritage of arroz con grandules, shrimp fried rice, and old style pizza.
I come from a neighborhood that is built on peroge, and Chile Quiles.
Where gun shots are served as frequently as meals, and sirens blare as loud has the Irish parades.
I am from Cubano, and white castle.
A land of endless food and stretching belts.
A home that is bitter cold
A city that never sleeps
I am from deep- dish pizza.
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