When I announced that I was moving, the guy at my local deli leaned over his glass case and yelled, “You’ll never leave New York.” Truth is, he might be right.  Every time I fly into this city, no matter how glamorous or exotic the previous destination, my mind always sighs thank god I’m back in New York. The truth stings because NYC isn't always kind to me.  It’s dirty. There’s always something to complain about: the weather, subway, Mayor Deblasio, cops, parking, traffic, rent, taxes, dating.  At any moment, I can join in and bitch with the … [Read more...]