The air is filled with the stench of weed all day long. The streets are fill with non civilians. That city is on the edge man. If you live there, get the hell out yesterday.
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Me too, and it's pretty sad for me.
All of my heroes came from there. Doc Savage, Spiderman, Batman, Donald Trump, etc.
Maybe the fantasy of NYC was always better than the reality, I don't know.
I hear ya...there's probably something to that. I live in the Midwest but I grew up in Los Angeles...people who haven't been there seem to have a bipolar view of it....on one hand they think movie stars are on every street corner...on the other, their view is of trash, gangs, and hopelessness. Reality is somewhere in between. I imagine NYC is similar....somewhere in between. There are good people and fabulous scenes everywhere. One has only to look in the gaps.
Don't look in the gaps in NYC. The rats will fit in any gap.
It was a good thing. Growing up in NYC at least back in the day, meant that your character was shaped by certain dynamics that would force you to be scrappy, insistent, and proportionately confrontational. Those are all strengths when it comes to just getting things done in life.