constellation: Inscribed on the back of a postcard from a friend:  “There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born there, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size, its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter - the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out at night. Third, there is New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something… commuters give the city its tidal restlessness, natives give it solidity and continuity, but the settlers give it passion.”   This reminds me of Sex and the City.
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constellation:

Inscribed on the back of a postcard from a friend: 

“There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born there, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size, its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter - the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out at night. Third, there is New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something… commuters give the city its tidal restlessness, natives give it solidity and continuity, but the settlers give it passion.”  

This reminds me of Sex and the City.

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    This reminds me of Sex and the City.
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