The staff at Time Out New York must really be bored. TONY did a piece last week called Simpsons in New York- including their New York counterparts. I can't imagine being chosen as the quintessential Barney is a good thing.
I also can't imagine Homer growing up in Jackson Heights. Apu? Well, that's a different story - I'm just sad they didn't pick my corner bodega owner, who is usually pleasant considering he's sandwiched in a 5'x5' area behind the counter with his wife and well behaved black lab.
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