Wednesday, March 22, 2006

i love being a new yorker.

being a new yorker means that you get pissed when the cab driver turns on 96th to go accross town when he should have just turned on 97th, fucker trying to jack up the fare with an extra light.

being a new yorker means you take a special delight in pulling the ultradiagonal accross
the avenue and the street.

it means knowing the aural (not oral you dip shit) difference between the express and the local, allowing you to sit on your bench and smirk as the non nyer gets up to check.

it means knowing where you have to be on the departing track to come out right at your escalator on the arrival side.

to quench the ravenous drunkhunger with the best pizza this side of the atlantic, 4am style.

to make love in the shadow of the empire state building.

chilling on a rooftop on a hot summer's day, enjoying the delicious breeze, while your buddy grills you a hotdog.

catching every movie before it comes out, every play as it premiers, every band that goes on tour, all the best operas, whatever type of crazy dance you're into, basically, every single form of entertainment show conceived by man woman or child, mostly ahead of the rest of the silly world.

did i mention all the art, hansel-hot or balls-deep cultural?

or having the culinary diaspora of the entire globe feed you till your heart's content?

yes. i'll say it again, i love being a new yorker.

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