I work in a neighborhood called Eveningside Heights, which is a made-up name in the sense that (a) no one here has ever called it that, and (b) I just made it up. Over the years there have been suggestions for a better label — some call it the Slipstream, which admittedly does sound pretty cool — but for the most part, people who are actually from this place don't feel the need to refer to it at all. We just know what it is, which is a slender finger of real estate, about three avenues wide and a dozen blocks long, situated between Science Fiction (to the north) and the Mainstream (to the east and south). To the west is a river, on the other side of which is New Jersey.
This is a border region, a fluid, dynamic boundary layer where the two surrounding genres mix and mingle and, as is often the case with border regions, a couple of things hold true:
(i) the food here is very cheap and very good, and
(ii) upon arrival, you will quickly realize that the map you got in the ...