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 The taxi pulled up next to Radio City Music Hall. 

 "Stop!" I cried, already halfway out the door. 

 This was it. My big break, my chance to be more than just a girl strumming on her guitar. 

 I'd been dreaming my whole life of the day I'd go to New York to become a star, and that day was finally here. 

 Big dreams for a girl from Wisconsin, you say? 

 Maybe they are. 

 But, as my dad always says, "go big or go home." 

 And you better believe I'm not going home. 

 The taxi stopped at Radio City Music Hall. 

 "Stop!" I said, already opening the door. 

 This was it. My big break, my chance to be more than a girl with a guitar. 

 I'd been dreaming my whole life of the day I'd go to New York to become a star, and that day was finally here. 

 Are these big dreams for a girl from Wisconsin?      Maybe they are. 

 But, as my dad always says, "Go big or go home." 

 And I am definitely not going home.