New York does not seduce you, it possesses you; It hijacks your mind and compells you to do everything for and inspired by her. New York is not a city, New York is a jealous god you pray to, you fear, you sacrifice for and in return-if you’re lucky- you get everlasting life in the forms of littered streets, blazing lights, crosswalks, wind gusts, and titans that scrape the sky.

I would say it’s more of a he than a she. Surely.