No, not that Situation. I mean it's a hypothetical situation:
You’re given an island. The only thing to consider is once you move there, you can’t leave. Who and what would you bring? What are the rules?There's nothing in here that says I won't have contact with anybody once I'm there, so I'm not bringing anybody with me. Now that that's decided, I'm going to pack up a U-Haul and go to my island. So the answer to what will I bring is everything but my car.
Since this is my island situation, I get to pick the island and here's the island I'm picking.
It's not just any Manhattan though, it's my Manhattan. It still operates under the usual rules except for a couple of important changes. First, on my Manhattan I have an income in the mid-six-figures for being a bon vivant. I'm going to be one of those Manhattanites who lives really well but has no visible means of support.
I will have a townhouse on Perry Street in the West Village and I get the whole house, not just a floor.
The following businesses will remain in business in perpetuity so that I can hunt and gather to my heart's content.
Murray's Cheese on Bleeker Street.
Until you've been to Murray's, you can't really understand cheese.
McNulty's Tea and Coffee on Christopher Street.
Somebody's got to keep me stocked with Russian tea.
The Westside Market on 7th Avenue at 15th Street.
For everything else.
And for times when I want an injection of hip without spending too much money, I want a table standing by at the Coffee Shop in Union Square.
I know, I know, but I like how the hip factor rubs off of all those NYU kids and onto me when I'm in there.
I will need to get around, so I will have a magic MTA card.
My MTA card will always have a $25 balance no matter what I do or how many times I jump on a bus or train.
While I'm casting spells, I'll need to do something with the weather. I love New York but the weather's dreadful for almost half of the year so I'm posing the following weather schedule. On Mondays and Fridays it will be spring and tulips will bloom up and down Park Avenue on both days.
On Tuesdays and Thursdays it will be autumn, but a warm and sunny kind of autumn.
On Wednesdays it will snow but it will be gone by the time autumn arrives on Thursdays.
Every weekend it will be July, 1983 when Miss Diana Ross captivated the world with a free concert in Central Park.
And every night, Sak's Fifth Avenue will light up its facade with The Story of the Bubble and the Snowflake.
So the rule is, I make the rules.
Oh and there's one more thing. In my Manhattan, I'll be able to wander into Grand Central Terminal any time I want to and stand in the middle of the concourse. Then I'll look up at the ceiling and just spin slowly with my arms extended. I do that now but in my personal Manhattan no one will mock me when I do it.