Why I Love New York City

The thing that makes me forget the pervasive stench, that makes me appreciate the oppressive humidity and the gray crust on my lungs, is the lovely disposition of the residents.

Strangers on the street will walk right up to you and ask questions like, "Are you looking at me?" and "Do you want a date?"

You don't get that kind of caring from aloof midwesterners.

Garrison Keillor