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As a former Islander, I can say the place is an island in so many ways. There's a sense of isolation there among the residents, and many seem to react to outsiders like some sort of foreign aliens looking to ruin the place. Which is funny because many originate from Brooklyn, and some go to Brooklyn, Manhattan or even Hoboken for a night out (because the night there totally sucks).
I've always said Staten Island is a good place for families. That is why when you're in your 30s and single, it is best to run for your life, like I did!
This is a poor way to start this thread. SI has its faults but lack of career opportunities is definitely not one of them. If anything, SI is the best borough to live for mid-income college-educated workers looking to climb the career ladder and has very obvious advantages to offer.
In what fields? What companies have major operations in Staten Island?
Generally speaking, outside of certain areas (Dumbo, Downtown Brooklyn, LIC, Williamsburg), the outer boroughs as hole don't have many opportunities for recent college grads outside of education, social services, the hospital/medical sector, non profit, and maybe retail. There's a reason why subways, buses, and even commuter trains are so crowded going into Manhattan.
i have been to staten island only twice in my entire life, tho i am a nyc native. once, many years ago i got lost driving in brooklyn and somehow ended up there. it was around sunset, and there were fields of children playing intramural soccer. it seemed a strange place, stuck in time. the people i'd pass had a strange look about them. reminded me of the 70's and a scene from the wanderers, the people reminded me of the ducky boys. i was checking my compass, and then looked back at the field and maybe 5 minutes had passed and the field had mysteriously emptied. i had a sudden shiver. it's like as soon as the sun sets, the people go hiding in their homes, lock their doors. i kept driving to see if i could find someone to help me, and there was no one. finally, i arrived on a main street, and stopped by a gas station/convenience store. the guy was friendly enough, and he asked me where i'm from. i said i'm trying to get back to manhattan. he drew me a map and i left. outside, next to the gas station was a diner. soon as i walked out, there was a small crowd of people staring at me, the children too, like an urban children of the corn. i jumped in my car and floored the gas.
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