He had a very deep voice. I was trying to place the voice and my thoughts exploded in different directions trying to guess what this person wanted.
I think it was Bisnow. Do you know any group or artist looking? I wanted to know who told him to call me, why he kept my card, where is the building, how did he know that we were looking, how much did the seller want??????????
When do you want to see it? They knew something was different. When I hung up the phone on April 9 something was different. I often say that I felt like a real estate courtesan as we went through this. It was exhausting to LOVE them all. I have greater respect for courtesans and prostitutes because it is not easy to keep the game afloat. That first visit to the building on April 15, was just Madeline, Jon, Davey and me. Deep voiced Al was waiting for us along with the owner of the building, Bob.
We entered the building through a steel door that opened into a narrow vestibule and then a grilled steel gate. Bob smiled and welcomed us with a real NYC β Queens accent. Bob led us into the factory and we all gasped. Operable steel factory windows lined one wall. Skylights winked from above. This was different. The angels were whispering. Bob occupied the southern half, which was the corner of 24th Street and 39th Avenue.
Like his father before him, Bob operated this as a die cutting factory. One of his clients had been Stetson Hats. I thought of those beautiful hats starting in this factory full of steel and grease. Devils to angels.
