The essay “City Limits” is written by an author Colson Whitehead. In this writing he uses a style that is very sarcastic and opinionated. He talks about how there are so many people living in New York but everyone has their own experience and view that co-inside. His personal opinion is that everywhere else in the world is inferior or unsuitable to him because of all that he has had the pleasure to take from his lifetime here. Everybody has their own version on New York and it all begins from the first time you lay your eyes on the landscape. That is the moment that you start to form your own timeline of being here even if only for a short time. To Colson, whatever your first experience or impression of a particular neighborhood is will always stay the same no matter how much it changes in the future. There are a lot of stories that come with New York, but according to Colson, none of it is as true to you as your own experiences are. Although you may wish you could, you can’t anticipate the change that will come so you need to remember and cherish what you know and what was significant to you while it was there. Everything will still be, to you, as you see it. Not necessarily what it is or has become. He goes on to relate it to your own city as it is not his or anyone else’s. There may be similarities or maybe not. Either way we are all here together and can be connected in the most obscure way. Once you lose your city and what it has taught you (not physically, but mentally), you will be as lost as you were right before you had your very first experience in that city you created.