I still call it the Pan Am Building, not out of affectation, but because that’s what it is. Which means everything is still filthy, because that is my city and I’m sticking to it. It’s the early seventies, so everything is filthy. My first city memory is of looking out a subway window as the train erupted from the tunnel on the way to 125th Street and palsied up onto the elevated tracks. I started building my New York on the uptown No. Freeze it there: that instant is the first brick in your city. You stepped out of Penn Station into the dizzying hustle of Eighth Avenue and fainted. Maybe you came to visit your old buddy, the one who moved here last summer, and there was some mix-up as to where you were supposed to meet. The only skyscrapers visible from your stroller were the legs of adults, but you got to know the ground pretty well and started to wonder why some sidewalks sparkle at certain angles, and others don’t. Maybe your parents dragged you here for a vacation when you were a kid and towed you up and down the gigantic avenues to shop for Christmas gifts. Somewhere in that fantastic, glorious mess was the address on the piece of paper, your first home here. Look: there’s the Empire State Building, over there are the Twin Towers. All your worldly possessions were in the trunk, and in your hand you held an address on a piece of paper. Maybe you were in a cab leaving the airport when the skyline first roused itself into view. You start building your private New York the first time you lay eyes on it. You are a New Yorker when what was there before is more real and solid than what is here now. That before the internet café plugged itself in, you got your shoes resoled in the mom-and-pop operation that used to be there. No matter how long you have been here, you are a New Yorker the first time you say, That used to be Munsey’s, or That used to be the Tic Toc Lounge. The city also puts a lot of effort into making your hometown look really drab and tiny, just in case you were wondering why it’s such a drag to go back sometimes.
#What happened to colossus vst tv
The city has spent a considerable amount of time and money putting the brochure together, what with all the movies, TV shows and songs- the whole If You Can Make It There business. Or maybe you moved here a couple years ago for a job. Maybe you’re from here, too, and sooner or later it will come out that we used to live a block away from each other and didn’t even know it. I’M HERE BECAUSE I was born here and thus ruined for anywhere else, but I don’t know about you.
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