New York City by Los Angeles
I can see New Jersey from my table. More specifically, I can see the W hotel in New Jersey. I am sitting in one state, identifying buildings in another. Where did you say you commute from again? Conneticut?
New York City is Seinfeld and Sex and the City but mostly not. I would say Los Angeles is television, and New York is music. Music vibrating out of the city’s every orifice and sometimes even more. I think it has to do with a feeling of low, grounded-ness. Of a crescendo starting from the streets. Also, New Yorkers don’t look up. That’s a beautiful building, I said, admiring a beautiful building. What is it? Oh, I don’t know, my companion said. New Yorkers don’t look up. So much for Ted Mosby’s dream. But it seems practical. For a city so tall, you wouldn’t want to go around with a strained neck. Or like a west coaster: wide-eyed and smiling. You’re not from around here, are you?
