You call Manhattan “the city”.
Opening a fire hydrant is a summer tradition.
You know that Brooklyn pizza is real pizza.
You’re an adult and don’t have a driver’s license and if you do, the horn is the most used part of your car.
You know what a luncheonette is.
You’re still mad that the Dodgers Left
You miss the Kentile Floors sign.
You remember when the N was the Sea Beach Line, the R was actually the RR or the 4th Avenue local and the B train was the West End line.
When it comes to seeing Christmas light, you choose Dyker Heights over Rockefeller Center.
Through thick and thin you’re always proud to be from Brooklyn.