What do you hate most about living in New York?
People littering in front of me. I don’t say anything about it. I just go right up to them and I say, “Excuse me” and I lean down in front of them and I pick up their litter and I go throw it away. I just want to make sure they see me pick up their litter. And for the most part they are mortified.

What makes someone a New Yorker?
A low-grade disgust and hatred for this city and an unequivocal inability to live anywhere else.

All bow to Edie Falco. (And see her at 92Y on Mar 29.)