When you go back to 'Friends,' and you look at that as New York, there's no black people. That's not real. You're in New York City, and there's no black people at all. That's a little funny.
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I grew up in a small Southern town, and there were white people and black people. Coming to New York to go to Columbia, every time I went into the subway I was absolutely astounded because you see people from all over the world who actually live here - who aren't just here as tourists.
People don't know that New York really is just made up of a group of very small neighborhoods.
Most of the people in New York are very often from somewhere else.
So you got the cool New Yorkers, and then there are the less-than-cool New Yorkers.
When you live in New York, one of two things happen - you either become a New Yorker, or you feel more like the place you came from.
I don't really consider myself a black man in Hollywood. I live in Brooklyn... and on purpose.
Everyone's expectation of New York is so big, and then you go, 'Oh, it really is like no other place on Earth!'
People say New Yorkers can't get along. Not true. I saw two New Yorkers, complete strangers, sharing a cab. One guy took the tires and the radio; the other guy took the engine.
The only people who live in a post-black world are four people who live in a little white house on Pennsylvania Avenue. The idea that America is post-racial or post-black because a man I admire, Barack Obama, is president of the United States, is a joke. And I hope no one will even wonder about this crazy fiction again.
There's no one New York. There's multiple New Yorks.