The way you feel about NYC? Is akin to how I feel about My Beloved City of Lost Angels.

Yeah, smog. Yeah, traffic. Blah blah blah, yackety schmackety. I can give you a laundry list of everything wrong with her.

But at the end of the day, I cannot help but love her, tack, tawdriness and all. Granted, it is terribly messy and complicated love, but love nonetheless, dammit.