However, the funny thing about the gays in each city is that as much smack as they talk about the other town, when you live in New York, all you can do is think about moving to L.A., because it's too cold in New York, and when you live in Los Angeles, all you can think about is moving to New York, so that you can get out of your car and submerge yourself in culture. However, just like Madonna, who wants to continue to have us accept her as an artist and not an over-the-hill hack, these two towns and their gays are loud, proud and here to stay.This matching system narrows the field from thousands of candidates to a select group of gay singles with whom you can build a relationship that lasts.
The Lesbians: Where would gay men be without their lesbians?
Who would do our woodworking or carry our children for us?
The Real Estate: I don't think there is any other place in the world where it is acceptable to live in a 100-square-foot apartment that overlooks an alleyway that smells like crap and pee. New York has by far the most well-planned and efficient public transportation system of any city in the country. But for me at least, there is something about the men in New York that puts a smile on my face. They look hard, like they've been through the shit and back.
However, in Los Angeles, the apartments are bigger, and not only that, but they have (The Transportation: Ever feel like getting groped by a homeless person at 7 a.m. Men in Los Angeles don't have a care in the world and are all fucking gorgeous as hell, but in my book, a gritty man who has worked 12 hours a day every day for the past 10 years and has no money to show for it because his rent is too damn expensive is sexier than hell.
Both towns have wonderful groups who love women-on-women action; however, unlike Los Angeles, where the dykes are tanned, toned and ladylike, New York's lesbians are gritty, burly and look like they are ready to rewire a lamp at a moments notice.