I don't understand Vienna. It might be because despite wanting to belong to every city, I never feel truly comfortable when I'm there, and I wish it were different because I like Vienna. It's a proper city; it has a more than decent public transit system, stupendous architecture and one of the best opera houses in the world. And yet we don't click.
If there exists an end of the world, it's probably Coney Island. Its atmosphere couldn't be more diametrically opposed to Manhattan, but it actually feels just as much like New York as the most famous of the five boroughs - the beauty of this city is exactly that it seamlessly unites its most contrasting aspects. I like Coney Island so much that I sometimes think I'd go there instead of Times Square or Lexington Ave if I could only be in New York for an hour.