new york city as post modernism

doesn't it feel like every night in new york city is really just a montage of drunken memories and passing moments that take place without any frame of time or place?

well... that was longwinded. but i mean it when i say my drunken nights in new york have all blended together and what i'm left with is a pastiche of memories from what could have been just another night in the Bowery.