I’ve lived in New York City for almost five years now, and people still ask me if I like it.
I do. But, surprisingly, not for the reasons I thought I would.
Yes, I like going to Broadway shows whenever I want. I like being able to dabble in TV and film work (translation: audition a lot, get cast very little, do extra work a bit). I like having access to lectures and writers and museums and all the culture that New York City provides.
But what I love most of all about this city?
The characters you find here…and the city’s total acceptance of them.
Case in point: Yesterday I was on the 1 train coming back uptown from a meeting. A guy got on, turned on his iPod — playing the Star Wars theme for some reason — and announced “The king is here!” Then he started showing large photos to the car; in each one, he was posed with a different celebrity.
He wasn’t trying to sell anything. He just wanted to show people his pics. And he kept saying “The king is here” in a very proud way.
The people in the car? They just ignored him or smiled. One women talked to him and was quickly dubbed “The queen of the car!”
When he left a few stops later — saying “The king is leaving!” — folks just went about their day. There wasn’t any drama. No one was clasping their child in terror or calling a cop. He was just another character in the city that accepts them as their own.
Yep. I like it here.
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