- Posted May 2, 2012 by
New York CIty
This iReport is part of an assignment:
City smackdown: I heart New York
Where do you belong?
i see new york.
scents of rich people perfume, hot dogs in the park, urine in the subway.
i smell new york.
pad thai on 4th, chikkin from el malecon, afghan cart food, grays papaya.
i eat new york.
jazz in harlem, bachata in the heights, hip hop in the bronx. the philharmonic.
i hear new york.
hookah at a cafe in the east village, cigars from a smoke shop in soho.
i smoke new york.
the campaigner girl, the fashion designer, the wanna-be brooklynite.
i date new york.
sam adams, brooklyn lager, jager, peroni, warsteiner, gato negro, and lassi.
i drink new york.
down the hatch, pianos, lunasa, sin sin, china one, beauty bar, mannahatta.
i party new york.
dominican spanish, cantonese, yiddish, portugese, greek, russian, arabic.
i speak new york.
fuzzy rats on the platform, businessmen wearing armani suits and converse.
i admire new york.
Columbia law school, Def Poetry Jam, the marathon, the united nations.
i dream new york.
the fountain at washington square. CBGB’s. the Twin Towers.
i miss new york.
the energy, the inspiration, the neighborliness, the feeling you get just being there.
i love new york.
the banker from citibank, the harlem resident, the NYU student. el caballo.
i am new york.