I was born in New York and lived in Brooklyn as a child.
New York is far more prejudice, and features bolder criminals as well.
I have fond memories of a large knife at my neck as a child when buglers robbed the home. My pillow was lifted with my head on it to look for loose change I guess.
Then there are those nuns in private school. I had Sister Mary Abusive who was (I believe) the leader of a renegade chopper club on the side.
Oh yes, I know NY.
New York was the first to have great pizza, big soft pretzels, jaw breakers and Italian Ices, but that was about it.
Oh, I was also FORCED to learn the accordion (a Catholic must), and I had a neighbor who jumped off the Brooklyn bridge.
I also have Sicilian relatives back there I don't talk to who all run the various teamster's unions and are the real Sapranos, so I have NO DOUBT about New York.
The people also talk fast, don't listen, are loud and are rude!
That is my brief summary of NY!
Here it goes:
-mugged once outside of my high school,
-some family that's mobbed up, but so far removed from them that I don't even know half of their names,
-never went to Catholic school, not even sure if I took communion, though seriously doubt it,
-never knew anyone who jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge, though I have associated with several people with severe psychoses,
let's see, is there anything else?
I don't think so.
That's a scary thought!