“I am Annie Smith, and I am here to ask you a question. Is a pone not entitled to the friends she makes?

“No” says the mare in the Town Hall, it belongs to the lonely.

“No” says the mare in the city temple, it belongs to Princess Celestia.

“No” says the mare in Appleloosa, it belongs to ponies alone.

I rejected those answers. Instead, I chose something different. I chose the impossible. I chose… Ponyville.

A city where friendship would not fear the censor,

where friendship would not be bound by petty morality,

where friendship would not be constrained by the small.

And with the friends you can make, Ponyville can become your city as well.”