why new york?

Because each neighborhood is a different city.

Because there is nothing like finding a diner open at 3am on a Friday night.

Because you never feel bad about going to sleep late.

Because… wait, what garbage?

Because weird is normal here. It’s actually encouraged.

Because there is something in the air. Maybe it’s not entirely legal, but it’s still something special and we like it. 

Because sometimes cabbies change your day with the smallest conversation.

Because there are free concerts every night, if you walk around enough streets.

Because… wait, kids actually grow up here?…we’re all savvy adults here. Even the kids.

Photograph by A. Saravia

Because on Saturdays, your body doesn’t wake up in time for breakfast anymore, it wakes up in time for brunch.

Because you really never know when you are going to end up in this city if you go with the flow.

Because you just got hired… at happy hour.

Because you finally learned to mind your own business, but you’re still careful. Ojo cabron.

Because at first the West Coast was relaxing and then you missed all your type-As.

Because whether it’s Though Catalog or NY Mag, you get the local inside jokes.

Because you hear about things before they go viral.

Because Times Square was a brilliant distraction to keep tourists away from the street art & local spots.

Because art and style particles are in the air, the streets, and the walls of this town.

Because your Converses were meant to be kissed by these streets; especially the Lower East Side.

Because when you feel alone, this city wraps it’s paved-arms around you and invites you to roam for as long as you need it.

Because whatever curiosity or craving you have, there’s a class for it here.

Because sleeper foodie spots remind you that special things can still be low-key.

Because it doesn’t matter how old you are. Here, it’s fine.

Because the drive back into the city makes your heart skip a beat.

Because you learn more by people-watching on the subway than some people do in a week.

Because it’ll do you the favor of always making sure that you’re paying attention.

Because if you’re going to have a douche bag moment. Do it right. Do it here.

Because technically, it isn’t cool yet, until it’s cool here.

Because graffiti and worn stickers have their beauty.

Because you don’t paint this town red, it paints you.

Because this city doesn’t tattle-tale.

Because if you live here, you’re a romantic. Somewhere in there. 

Because it doesn’t matter if it’s the white city, the mean city, or the dark city, in the end… it’s your city

Because when you get on that plane, train, or car… and you’re off to somewhere else, you can’t help but look out the window and whisper, “I’ll be right back.”

To the dark city romantics, besos, 



About Antonella Saravia

Antonella is a freelance writer. Graduated from Purdue University, Antonella is based out of New York City and Nicaragua, where she was raised. Follow her via Twitter @tonesaravia & Instagram via @tsaravia.

One comment

  1. Adriana

    I havealways wondered. Why ny? Now i lnow

    Sent from my iPhone

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