I’m from New York City, and whenever people ask what makes me think of New York, I always have the same answer. It’s not The Metropolitan Opera. It’s not Broadway. It’s not the art world. It’s not the music scene. It’s not the fashion world. It’s not the Statue of Liberty. It’s not Fifth Avenue or Central Park, or Times Square either. They’re all definitely big things people think of when they think of New York, but for people who are from New York City, and are around my age, they think of this:
I mean, not this specific guy, but something like this. Seriously: think about it. If someone said: “After the East Coast earthquake, some guy stripped off all his clothes, screamed it was the end of the world, and stabbed everybody. What city?” You know you’d reflexively say, without even thinking about it: “New York.” For real! This is the kind of thing that makes New York City New York City! Look: if somebody in Chicago, or Philadelphia, did that same exact thing, they’d get sued by New York for copyright infringement! It’s that much of a New York thing! And this is the kind of thing that when people hear about it, they say: “Only in New York!” Am I right?
There are stories aplenty like this about New York City! When I was around high school age, I heard a news story about some guy who held up a bank or a jewelry store, and on the way out of the store to the getaway car, he got held up on the sidewalk for the loot by some guy with a gun, and then the cops showed up to arrest him, but someone else had already made off with the stuff! That’s a real New York story!
There are plenty of things about New York that make it great! But there’s one thing that’s even more memorable, and it’s stuff like this.
