If you stand in the Time's Square long enough, you will be able to see a sample of every race, religions, color, texture, quality and all those attributed to the identity of a person. The identity that the world give you and me. You are a brown man. Black. Caucasian. Asian. Poor. Handsome. Ugly so on so forth. Something that is neither important nor relevant when compared to the one you define yourself.
When asked by someone in the Time's Square, "How will you identify yourself?", how will you and I answer? A profound question to ponder about.