I grew up on Long Island, but I'm convinced that was just a fluke of the cosmos and I got lost on the way to being born. I love this city as if it were capable of consciously loving me back. I can't imagine living anywhere else. Though I will still correct you if you say "in" Long Island instead of "on."
I've read every book that I own at least twice, and I get a kick out of seeing movies on the night they open. If I know the lyrics to the song, I will sing along, whether the music is coming from a live show, the office elevator, or someone's extra-loud iPod on the train. (It's an involuntary reaction; sometimes I don't even realize I'm doing it.) I'd rather pretend I don't speak English than admit to a tourist I don't know how to get to where they're going. I always stop to pet the bodega cat. I like my substance with a dash of style.
DISCLAIMER: OKCupid has magically determined that my personality is "more adventurous," and while that's true in many respects, I feel it's also a bit misleading, as I've only been on a plane twice in my life. ("All my pleasures are homey ones: armchair splendor, the sedate excitements of domesticity...a mystery novel in bed...the symmetry of grocery bags sitting on the kitchen counter waiting to be unpacked...") I don't have anything against traveling, really, I just haven't gotten around to it much yet. Care to accompany me as I catch up? :)