So you got the cool New Yorkers, and then there are the less-than-cool New Yorkers.
Technically, I'm a New Yorker.
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.
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 York's my home. Born and raised. I'm a New Yorker to the bone.
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!'
Let's say honorary favorite New Yorker is John Lennon, and favorite real New Yorker is Biggie, because he's the best.
I'm a native New Yorker, so I'm edgier; I kind of tell it like it is.
