In other towns—even the largest—the young boys own flivvers or borrow the family car and there are places in the country to drive to. And you can neck on the front porch or in the back yard, or at the barn dance or on a slab in the cemetery.
There's none of those in New York.
Most people live in cramped flats, where even the living room often is used as sleeping quarters.
The young femme can't entertain the young male at home; he usually hasn't a car, and if he had, there's nowhere much to drive to.
Most New York kids court in dark movies, kiss in hallways and doorways, and it's difficult to learn the fine points of love—or even of smooching—in such an environment.
So, in the wisest burg of all, the newcomer is wiser than the native.
The highly paid babes who pose for the photographers are prettier but dumber than their sisters who hoof in the choruses.