An explosion of high-priced glass-and-steel condos is being marketed to New York’s new rich. Inspecting multi-million-dollar marvels of sterility, the author wonders how any real living could possibly take place inside any of them.
givemesomethingtoread, via Longform.org
This article is freaking hilarious:
They all have minute, $100,000 kitchens that no one will ever toast more than a bagel in, which is just as well because there’s nowhere to sit and eat anyway. There are hardly any dining rooms, or even living rooms. New New York style has a “great room.” A place to plug in your laptop, prop up your flat-screen, suck Starbucks, and surf soapy Asian babes. The bedrooms are for solitary fear and chemical unconsciousness. They seem to contain just enough oxygen for a single night’s sleep. These apartments don’t have space for a family, or dogs with hair, or lives that involve more than passive absorbing of electronic stimuli and e-mails.
This has been in my queue for a week!
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This has been in my queue for a week!
I’ve struggled with this. Not in a judgey way; but in a please-show-me-the-typical-resident kind of way. Because I don’t...