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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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.