You know what a bodega is.
You can nap on the subway and never miss your stop.
There is no north and south. Its "uptown" or "downtown." if you're really from New York you have absolutely no concept of where north and south are.... And east or west is "Crosstown."
You take the train home and you know exactly where on the platform the doors will open that will leave you right in front of the exit stairway.
It's not Manhattan; it's the "city".
You know the differences between all the different ray's pizzas.
The presidential visit is a major traffic jam, not an honor.
Someone bumps into you, and you check for your wallet.
You're 35 years old and don't have a driver's license.
You return after 10 years and the first foods you want are a "real" pizza and a "real" bagel.
You're not the least bit interested in going to times square on new year's eve.
You know what a "regular" coffee is.
You cross the street anywhere but on the corners and you yell at cars for not respecting your right to do it.
You move 3,000 miles away, spend 10 years learning the local language and people still know you're from Brooklyn or the Bronx the minute you open your mouth.
You are not under the mistaken impression that any human being would be able to actually understand a p.a. announcement on the subway.
You get ready to order dinner every night and must choose from the major food groups which are: Chinese, Italian, Mexican or Indian.
The deli guy gives you a straw with any beverage you buy, even if it's a beer.
You pay "only" $230 a month to park your car.
Your internal clock is permanently set to know when alternate side of the street parking regulations are in effect.
Hookers and the homeless are invisible.
The subway makes sense.
You believe that being able to swear at people in their own language makes you multi-lingual.
You've considered stabbing someone just for saying "The Big Apple".
The most frequently used part of your car is the horn.
You haven't heard the sound of true absolute silence since the 80s, and when you did, it terrified you.
You take fashion seriously.
You're suspicious of strangers who are actually nice to you.
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