I was once a New Yorker.
All the (good) clubs are in Brooklyn now. And bars in Manhattan close at 2-3 AM?
Last paragraph is right on
This reminds me of one of my favorite books, Bonfire of the Vanities by Tom Wolfe. The beginning is hilarious when the lead character, a bond trader, talks about how he makes $1 million a year and can't make end meet.
All the (good) clubs are in Brooklyn now. And bars in Manhattan close at 2-3 AM?
Last paragraph is right on
This reminds me of one of my favorite books, Bonfire of the Vanities by Tom Wolfe. The beginning is hilarious when the lead character, a bond trader, talks about how he makes $1 million a year and can't make end meet.