I had three houseguests in from NYC for the weekend but was devastated to discover that my entire city shuts down at 10pm.
Unless you're a brainless knob partying it up at a local club or dive bar, there is nothing of cultural significance to do after dark.
A fellow resident had to spell it out for me, saying,
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"Buffalo never made it to the 90s. Everyone here gets plastered on the weekend to forget how miserably poor they are. All the jobs are blue collar and the intelligentsia left twenty years ago seeking better opportunity. The city is only now experiencing the second wave of coffee culture with an explosion of Starbucks shops - it'll be another decade before they discover artisanal coffee (third wave) or the present fourth wave (indifference). As a result, nighthawks at the diner simply don't exist in this city, and vanishing with them are the gathering places for inspiring discussions of cultural criticism, the arts, and literature."
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It was really a sobering realization.