It’s impossible to separate out our New York point of view from what we’re most proud of because being New Yorkers is right up there. Living in New York is like working out ALL THE TIME–you’re simultaneously high on it, and wondering what’s wrong with you. If you’re willing to trade in having enough closet space and a commute that doesn’t involve some else’s hair in your mouth then you can live within steps of the best the world has to offer. But you have to be savvy, you have to learn how to maximize your stride. You have to know where to stand on the platform to get off at the right staircase. You have to know how to get the coupons, the discount codes, the unlisted numbers, the private access. But if you can master this, if you don’t let her bully you, if you bend her to your will, she will unfurl for you and you’ll end up chatting with Baryshnikov waiting for the light to change, get handed free wheatberry salad at closing, and always arrive on time. You’ll be one of us.