Lower Manhattan real estate.

Get in on SoHo and TriBeCa as those scenes really became more about real estate than art. (Feel awkward about AIDS). Sell shovels to the Wall Street set. By ‘92 be confident things are turning around… wait do I know Giuliani wins in '94? Am I supposed to stop 9/11? By 2002 think Sex In The City is silly, but hey, you have Lower Manhattan real estate to profit from and more to live in. By 2012 be convinced that everything’s gone rotten and I want out. Realize I don’t terribly love my second home in Vermont either. By 2022 wonder if there’s an angle I can get in on that Dimes Square thing.