So you got the cool New Yorkers, and then there are the less-than-cool New Yorkers.
Technically, I'm a New Yorker.
New York's my home. Born and raised. I'm a New Yorker to the bone.
I'm a New Yorker, you know.
I am a New Yorker.
New Yorkers are either the nicest or the rudest.
I'm a New Yorker, and I rarely get to work at home.
There is an inherent hope and positive drive to New Yorkers.
You have to be a xenophile at heart to be a true New Yorker.
I'm a New Yorker; I've paid my dues.
For a Bostonian... we live in the shadow of New York, and to be acknowledged by New Yorkers is really the greatest feeling.
I'm a New Yorker, and I jaywalk with the best of them.
I'm a New Yorker; my oven is used for storage.
New Yorkers are mostly interested in New York - in case you haven't noticed.
I still think of myself really as a New Yorker.
I'm a New Yorker, so I speak really fast, naturally.
I've always essentially been a New Yorker.
New Yorkers are stuck in a gloomy mucilage of mutual commiseration.
It's a project that touched me as an immigrant and as a New Yorker.
I'm used to driving fast; I'm a New Yorker.
New Yorkers stop me on the street all the time to say, 'You're terrific! You're the nuts!'
