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Originally posted by patentparanyc
You bring up a great point. Compared to them, middle aged, wrinkly white women, fat, out of shape, polyester clad, permed hair 80's glasses wearing rubes, I am comparatively thin, stylish and attractive. That is what I compare myself against all those prematurely old looking middle aged frumps. Compared to them, I am damn hot. Compared to a hot 20 something? not so much.
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I did not bring up that point, nor do I think it is great.
My point is that the myth of the swarming hordes of blubbery, shorts-with-black-socks-and-sneakers-wearing rubes has been created to deal with the huge self-esteem problem that is Manhattan. My other point, which I did not make before, is that when I visit New York, I too am a tourist from flyover land. But I do not wander the city clad in ill-fitting polyester and 80s glasses. In fact, I am prettier, hipper, and more stylish than you are. Especially prettier.
