I suppose with where I was born and raised, which would be the fine state of Kansas. I'm a little bit country, for sure; but since I grew up inundated in it, I'm really enjoying the city (though I need my occasional weekend escapes).
I'm from a pretty big family, and have as many sister's as someone else you might know...His name is Tom Cruise! So, that's three, if you didn't know that bit of trivia, and one brother. Parents are still married too, so, that makes me like, totally bang-able (long-term).
I spent a year and some change in Boston, before moving here to New York, where I've now been for about four years and some change.
This same "change" was what I was living on the first year here. Let me explain, I came here without a plan or a job or a plan or any editing or proofreading or editing...and I can now whole-heartedly advise against that.
The caveat is, if you want to work at a ton of crappy jobs over a year (and some change), then you should DEFINITELY do this!
Barback at craptacular sports bar that I still frequent? check.
Extra in craptacular movie I hope never gets seen? check (a few times).
Laborer on a distinguished food truck that serves tacos? check (except exchange "distinguished" with "craptacular" and with an asterisk that in the summer, we only served forehead sweat tacos...commonly called sweatacos).
And they all paid shit. I was so in debt to my first landlord here in Brooklyn, I can't even remember the amount. The only hilarious reason she let me stay (and pay it off) was because "people from Kansas are honest." Her words. Which, lucky for her, turned out to be true in this case...but I've met my share of assholes in Kansas.