I used to lived in the outskirts of New York city with my large family. We had a large farm where most of it would be sold for grocery stores or for the smaller outer towns. It had everything that a farm would need. A large barn, vast fields for large harvests, the water supply near the rivers and our home that held my large family. After I got older, I slowly made my way into the big city where things slowly escalated with the banning of alcohol. I was barely able to have my own small apartment near the train tracks so everything would constantly shake when trains moved by. Thankfully I had my own bed, a small fridge and a place to do my work.