New New York

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By Sam Devine

Looking towards Downtown from the Guardian’s rooftop, no less then seven cranes can be seen, spearing the skyline.

It’s still happening. The buildings keep creeping toward the ceiling. Even though the Guardian published a study in 1971, which showed that for every $10 the City received from the then new high-rises, $11 was spent providing services, San Francisco is still turning into New York.

And New York ain’t bad, but it ain’t San Francisco.

My friend Liam and I are constantly comparing San Francisco and New York. He grew up in Brooklyn and won’t let you complain about the weather or brag about the public transportation.

“You think this is cold?” he says with his hustler twang. “This isn’t cold! New York is nine degrees right now! That’s bone chilling cold, yo. Bone chillin’.”

Global climate change seems to be balancing that out though. When I went to NY last January, the temperature was a crisp 70.

We were walking down Powell the other day, pushing through the onslaught of tourists.

“This, right here,” Liam said, “this is like New York.” And then he paused and looking up said, “Well, almost like New York.”

I let my eyes follow is gaze towards the clouds, those white fluffy things that float through the columns of horizon left between the black shadowy skyscrapers.

“Yeah,” I said. “Too much sky.”