liminalRapture
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This is totally off-D/s topic, but I moved to NYC from a much less different area (a suburb of San Fran) and it took me a good six months to get used to the city. In addition to the basic stuff (and think way more basic--you take so much for granted living here, make sure he knows the difference between express and local--I can't tell you how many times I got confused that the 2/3 doesn't stop at Columbus circle, for example, when I get out of the subway south of 14th street, I point a finger in the direction the train was going so that as I leave the maze I know my directions, even streets go east, odd streets to west, hopstop (but pick "more walking less transfers"), things are more expensive--where are the bargain? I can't spend $3 on a cup of yogurt, crowds, crowds, crowds, don't make me go to Times Square with someone that walks slow--don't make me go to parades--I will get a panic attack, you can't go grocery shopping with a cart because you have to carry the stuff home). And everything is faster here. You need a poker face when you leave the apartment--I had men start to follow me because I smiled, but I grew up smiling at people. I LOVE it--I won't live anywhere else now, but it took me 6 months until I had to stop thinking about it.
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