Imagine you had a friend that was cool, funny, smart and good looking.
But one day you find out that instead of living in a home they live in a garbage dump.
Then when you bring up how bizarre this is, they double down and tell you that living in a dump is the only place worth living and that you’re the weird one for living in a normal house not surrounded by trash and rats.
This is what it’s like being friends with a New Yorker.
