The problem with New York City is that it's too large.
Do you think I bought property in Woodstock fucking Vermont because I have a predilection for maple syrup? No! It's because there are 2900 people who live there! Because everyone is always in everyone else's business and no one has any privacy. It's full of people who peaked in high school and can't stand the fact that deep down inside they've realized that.
At home, they have to deal with me because I've been there forever and I'll always be there because I'm never going to die. Here, in the city, y'all just walk away!
If you're not a rebel, what are you doing with your lives? Going to work? Getting coffee? Taking walks? Getting together and having drinks? Going
clubbing? Is that what you're going to do until you turn gray, shrivel up and die? I mean, come
on is that really what you're about?
I'm genuinely curious, doing a deep dive into trying to figure out why what's supposed to be the greatest city in the United States is filled with so many basic, boring, glassy-eyed dregs. I feel like I'm visiting a zoo most of the time except instead of wild, exotic animals it's just one sad, pathetic creature with so much wasted potential after another, not a one of them cognizant of the fact that at one time they ruled the land they walked on.
There aren't even any good souvenirs here.
...But seriously, though --
where u at?