"No matter how long you've been here you're a New Yorker the first time you say, That used to be Munsey's, or That used to be the Tic Toc Lounge. That before the internet cafe plugged itself in, you got your shoes resoled in the mom-and-pop operation that used to be there. You are a New Yorker when what was there before is more real and solid than what is here now."
Whitehead goes on to talk about the New York that he's constructed in his head made up of his dry cleaners and his cafes and shops, a city constructed through habit and history. I've been noticing it more because I'm quickly coming up on two-years of living in Toronto.
Things have disappeared. There's the Uptown theatre, not too far from my house, which I walked past regularly not realizing that it would soon be gone. There's KOS, a greasy spoon diner that a friend used to work at and where my sister and our breakfast place of last resort when everything else on College was packed by Sunday morning hangover sufferers and couples.
I've also constructed my version of Toronto and it's not a very big city. I once joked that I only went to twelve places in the entire city. But as I drew up a list I realized that this was true. I really only DO go to a dozen places. It's not that I don't want to go to new places, it's just, I haven't really found a need to.... yet.