What I miss about Brooklyn are the beautiful fall weekend days with a thousand people walking the streets. What I don't miss about Brooklyn are the hours per day I spent searching for a parking spot. What I miss about Brooklyn is the endless food options. What I don't miss are the rats which all those food options attract. What I miss about Brooklyn is the diversity. What I don't miss about Brooklyn is the fact the diversity is contained. What I miss about Brooklyn is the 30 minute commute, what I don't miss about Brooklyn is the subway it takes to make that commute happens. What I miss about Brooklyn are the like minded professionals who have similar values living as your neighbors, what I don't miss are the like-minded professionals who have similar values as my neighbors. What I miss are beards, what I don't miss are fanny packs, what I miss are walks down tree lined blocks, what I don't miss is having to clean my sneakers of dog shit. What I miss are street fairs, what I don't miss is having an apartment so small it feels like a perpetual street fair. What I miss are local hangouts, what I don't mind are the locals who leave said hangouts screaming at the top of their lung at 2AM, what i miss are people getting excited about an issue, what i don'y miss are activist. What i miss are engaged parents, what I don't miss are over-involved parents. What I miss are the full playgrounds, I don't miss having to wait 20 minutes for my kid to get on a swing
I miss my Russian nanny, don't miss the Russian mob. Miss the ease of getting into NYC, the bus stop outside my apartment not so much. I miss the convenience of the bodega, don't miss not having a Trader Joes with a big parking lot. But most of all I miss being able to say I'm from Brooklyn
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