“I could go out at night to my favorite restaurants and then see my favorite performers perform. I could go to the park and play chess, see friends. I could take advantage of all this wonderful city has to offer. No more.”
James Altucher being morose about the prospects of The Big Apple. One only has to review the projections baked into the 2019 NYC Annual Report on Tax Expenditures to be assured that his fears are mathematically provable.
Yet, I’ve witnessed the City’s attraction to my college-bound son, uncolored by legacy notions, through his several visits this summer. The enjoyment of exploring the neighborhoods with friends, the pedestrian pleasures of street food, the magic of a tranquil moment sitting aside a tree in Central Park... NYC will be back, and I’m optimistically hoping that I won’t have to subsidize my son’s future life there as much.
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