A couple of weeks ago, we experienced a perfect evening for a sunset from the roof. Although some questioned whether there were sunsets on the east coast, here is living proof of the event. All three of us rushed up to see a remarkable view.
This is our apartment lobby. I found out recently the building used to be a rocket factory at one point. It's a concrete building that has been renovated for open lofts. Our neighbors are a very eclectic crew. We have a group of Russian models on the other end of the hall that basically speak NO English. My immediate neighbor is a cinematographer who met his now wife two stops down on the J Train in Brooklyn at a filming a few years back. They have a little girl who is simply hilarious.
One day I walked up to my door and started to unlock it when I felt the sensation someone was watching me. I turned around and saw the little girl hiding behind the concrete cylinder a few feet away. Instantly, the many horror film scenes involving evil little girls flashed through my mind but I quickly realized this is not the movies. So she motions to me, shhhhh. Following my compliance, she asked me, "where is he?" Assuming she meant her father, I informed her he was getting the mail and would be up shortly. I asked her if she was going to scare him and gave her a few pointers. Nodding, she then smiled and brushed me away. She is all sass and has wandered into our apartment to investigate on work days.
Finally, there is apparently a graffiti artist in our apartment. I really want to graf my bedroom door when it is up so I am hoping to track the artist down. I plan to try and get a little garden up there and we are most certainly looking forward to spring time bbq's. All in all, no complaints against the apartment.
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