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April 30, 2006
New York Eats Self, Coyote
Everyone's favorite salmon-colored rag (well, aside from FT of course) has an interesting piece on how some New Yorker's ever-obliging attitudes towards the city are shifting:
But do those who have given up intend to leave town? “Hal, the Central Park coyote, is essentially the only being that I know who would rather die than leave New York City,” she continued. “It was like he was called here by a larger force, and then, when faced with the prospects of going home, decided it would be over his dead body. And maybe that’s true of a lot of creatures who just get here, but I think if Hal had lived here for a few years, realized the competitive sport it is just to buy a movie ticket on a Friday night or get just a plate of eggs on a Saturday morning, let alone rent an apartment, he would probably have been happy to go back to wherever it was he came from.”
Pardon me while I enjoy a gloat-cheese amuse bouche washed down with a steaming smug of self-satisfaction. As for the main course? Coyote jerky. Naturally.
Posted by Bree at April 30, 2006 05:58 PM