-The sound of the garbage trucks doing their rounds at 2, 4 and 6 o'clock in the morning.
-The smell of urine as you wait for the N train on the way to work.
-The homeless people endlessly begging for change, singing, dancing, playing instruments, majic tricks and harrasing people on the subway.
-The 10 minute wait for coffee at star bucks in the morning.
-The lost tourist.
-The slow tourist.
-The fat tourist.
-The tourist looking up at the buildings.
-The rats on the street in soho.
-The rude service at any pizza place.
-The bad smell in the cabs.
-The loud drunks at night.
-The starving artists.
-The transportation.
-The good looking people.
-The hundreds of restaurants to choose from.
-The different languages you hear everyday.
-The effortless fashionable people that roam the city.
-The fashion.
-Listening to my ipod on the subway.
-Reading a book on the subway.
-Not needing a car.
-The cute boy that checks you out on subway.
-When people notice who you're wearing.
-The doormen.
-The gays.
-The expensive small apartments.
-The career oriented people.
-The ability to meet someone different everyday.
-The feeling of being in the best city in the world.
1 comment:
Your blog reminded me of New York in a way that only a true New Yorker could accomplish.
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