"Back then, New York was still an idea. The best idea this country ever had. Now, it's more like a crass reality show. The streets have been cleaned up, the tourists come and come and come, there are half-empty apartment buildings right there in Midtown, whole blocks of concrete owned by people who will never live here, keeping their multimillion dollar condos just in case they visit sometime. In the seventies, you didn't visit New York. You lived here. You escaped whatever life your parents had made for you, and you landed in a place asking only that you live in it, make of it for yourself."
Jacqueline Bublitz, Before You Knew My Name
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