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New York City

The best description of New York that I have read so far, from the book "American on Purpose: the unlikely adventures of an unlikely patriot " of Craig Ferguson. The guy is a presenter on American television, a type "Buenafuente" though comparisons are odious, and in this case is the outright Buenafuente worse off. The question is who wrote a book that explains why he emigrated from Scotland to America, as he left his addiction to drugs and alcohol as he became the host of Late Show presents today. It seems simple, the traditional famous book "that does not add much, but it is not. Reading is fun, exciting, sincere, and is well written. And among the good things in the book is this description that the author first visited New York, as a teenager. Hence the left:

Now that ... Love That Was at first sight. I loved it then and I love it still. Even now, overloaded with sanitized bullshit Trump glass towers and condo-yuppie pseudoculture, it is still a complete mindfuck. As a Scottish schoolboy that first time, New York City was the Big Rock Candy Mountain. It was smoggy, bright-hot, filthy and wonderful. It was Disneyland, Oz and fucking Jupiter. It was noise and smell and lights and people looking like they were in a movie. Fat cabdrivers chewing wet cigars and talking about the exotic sport of baseball, unbelievably sexy women in outfits that Scottish girls would not have dared to wear even on a carnival float. Individuals wearing colors I had only ever seen on soccer uniforms or sectarian parades. The people themselves were different colors. Black people, brown people. (...) We took the elevator to the eighty-six floor of the Empire State Building and looked across Manhattan. North to Harlem, east to the river and all the airplanes landing and taking off in Queens, west to the Hudson and south to the colossal new World Trade Center towers.

We took a ferry to Liberty Island and climbed to the head of the statue. (...) We stood in Liberty's crown and looked out over the harbor, as the guide droned on through the heat about the poor and unwashed masses yearning to be free.

I made a promise to myself and I told my dad.

"One day I'm gonna liv in New York, DA

Nodder and I did That half-smile thing of his, But I believe me.