New York City reminds me of a Costume party. It's a lot of fun, but everyone is in disguise. The exteriors are false images created for self-indulgence and hedonism. I am a fan of hedonism but not one to hide behind mask. Its a very false existence, just out of the reach of reality. There is a huge world out there with real people and very real issues. No time for costumes there, you have no time to dress.