I Fucking Love New York

This has been a tough week for my city. It may not be the city I live in at this moment, but New York will always be my city.

Like I said, this has been a tough week for my city and, if I've always loved my city, I love it more during times of adversity. I FUCKING LOVE NEW YORK CITY. Because, when Mother Nature takes a swipe at my city, my city falls flat on its ass, gets up, brushes off, rolls up its sleeves, and gets back into the ring.

 Because NYC firefighters are real-life superheroes.

Because, even when a neighborhood is gone,  the outer boroughs are still about neighbors.

 Because there is generosity and decency to be found in unlikely places.

Because hell, yes, we're open for business.

 Because my gorgeous fellow bridge-and-tunnel people look out their windows at a rising flood, and think, "I have a motherfucking canoe and a paddle around here somewhere."

Because, battered and bruised, Nathan's still stands.

Because the NYC subway system was opened in 1904. NINETEEN FUCKING OH FOUR. That's 108 years ago. Flood the shit out of those tunnels. Go ahead. Do your best. My city is getting a bunch of them back online within the week, bitch.

Because even in the dark, and under water, there is no city more beautiful.