as a new york transplant, to me the city represented a refuge where i would no longer be the only trans person i knew, the only jew in my entire town, somewhere i could live honestly.
watching other transplants talk about how nyc is "over" is like a shot to the face.
watching other transplants talk about how nyc is "over" is like a shot to the face.
if you had the privilege to swan off to connecticut during the pandemic then have the unmitigated gall to come back and complain that the businesses and restaurants YOU WEREN'T SUPPORTING are struggling, i just--
there's three kinds of people living in new york:
1. the lifers, new yorkers who were born here, it's the only home they know
2. transplants where new york is the first place they've ever felt safe
3. transplants for whom new york is an instagram filter and a hashtag
1. the lifers, new yorkers who were born here, it's the only home they know
2. transplants where new york is the first place they've ever felt safe

3. transplants for whom new york is an instagram filter and a hashtag
seriously fuck group 3.