{"id":7510,"date":"2009-03-18T12:01:25","date_gmt":"2009-03-18T19:01:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bloodhoundrealty.com\/BloodhoundBlog\/?p=7510"},"modified":"2009-03-20T07:57:55","modified_gmt":"2009-03-20T14:57:55","slug":"the-wannabe-cosmopolite","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bloodhoundrealty.com\/BloodhoundBlog\/7510\/the-wannabe-cosmopolite\/","title":{"rendered":"The Wannabe Cosmopolite"},"content":{"rendered":"

I choose to live in a big American city because frankly, I stick out like a sore sport in most rural settings and my accountant<\/a> says we can’t afford London<\/a>. One of my earliest pre-school memories was a Trenton to New York City train ride with my mother on a blustery Saturday morning.\u00a0 How much of\u00a0 that early 1960s day trip I accurately recall and how much is anecdotal family filler (pulled, kneaded and peppered over the redolent decades around my parents’ kitchen table) I’m not quite sure.\u00a0 Still, certain sepia frames have been imprinted in my mind for life— gazing up at the sky scrapers whose dizzying heights give me vertigo to this day; creeping like a mouse through the bowels of\u00a0 The Museum of Natural History, terrified of the mummies and the smell of all that marble; seeing\u00a0 a man get his arm tore off by a taxi cab while standing at a busy Broadway corner…I’m pretty sure; sitting on a New York City phone book for a child’s eternity at\u00a0 Mamma Leone’s<\/em>, waiting for the dessert course to arrive.\u00a0 Feeding the ducks in Central Park.\u00a0 Observing\u00a0 the landscape artists with easels and tams, their turpentined pigments slathered on thumb-holed palettes, probably all long dead by now but\u00a0 full of\u00a0 abstract perspective on that day.\u00a0 Not peeing my pants for the entire afternoon.<\/p>\n

A similar ferment churned in my gut when I first strolled the arrondissements of Paris; same thing along the canals of Rome; and Gaudi’s Barcelona.\u00a0 And while I can easily inhale the woodsy fragrance of say, a Walden Pond (or even Dyer, Tennessee<\/a>) without much complaint, I am clearly no Thoreau.\u00a0 Once you think you see a guy get his arm torn off in Times Square, you can never really go back to the suburbs.\u00a0 Not entirely.<\/p>\n

As each year strikes like lightning, I find myself\u00a0 being both drawn to, and repelled from, the urban twist of what once was Sandburg’s Chicago with its animal sense of outcome and yellow inner eye… ‘ hog butcher for the world.’\u00a0 Liebling’s Second City.\u00a0 On a calm evening the whispers can Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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