Last night I got on the subway and stood next to two beefy, corn-fedcouples. They were young, blond, in their twenties, all wearing shorts, a sure sign that they are from out-of-town (it's not that New Yorkers don't wear shorts, we do, but in the summertime, suburbanites and tourists seem to almost exclusively wear shorts). One of the guys had a tatoo on his leg. They were talking loudly. I turned to one of them and asked where they were from.