why i miss nyc
When I'm away in Los Angeles, I see things like this:
And it makes me think to myself, "I miss the Big Apple." When a city like Los Angeles tries to serve up New York pizza or calls itself L.A. Prime, a New York steakhouse, you know that you're in a wannabe city. And so as I look across the street and see a crowd of eager beaver fakes clamoring to be someone great, I realize that I need to book my tickets to NYC.
And it makes me think to myself, "I miss the Big Apple." When a city like Los Angeles tries to serve up New York pizza or calls itself L.A. Prime, a New York steakhouse, you know that you're in a wannabe city. And so as I look across the street and see a crowd of eager beaver fakes clamoring to be someone great, I realize that I need to book my tickets to NYC.