I was living on an island way up North back home. Had it an anomaly. Just meant that the time could be manipulated on it; what that meant in practice was that everyone was reliving a single day over and over. Some people knew it. Some didn't. Since death and violence and debauchery always reset, no one gave a shit about the kind of shit they got up to. We called the day, the island, the moment... the Loop.
A year and a half and you're not bored yet. Well if that's not a winning endorsement I don't know what is.