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Found this while cleaning out the filing cabinet, in a Caroline Knapp column for The Boston Phoenix, August 18, 1995:

"There's a real passivity to the way I ended up here," says a New York-based acquaintance, a woman who moved to Manhattan from the Midwest nearly 15 years ago and simply never left, without consciously deciding to make the city her home. "I just gradually realized that my life is in New York now, that the chances of me picking up and relocating are slimmer and slimmer." That seems to be the way it works: you figure on one or two years in a new city and - presto! - you wake up one morning and realized that a full decade has passed, maybe more. You realized you've established roots, settled down in spite of yourself. You realize that leaving has ceased to be as simple or appealing an option as it once was.