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everybody is a starDoris from Marine Park writes: Longtime listener, first time correspondent– quick question: ever since WWIB entered the blog-o-sphere, I’ve noticed that some of your reporters seem to delight in taking shots at certain unnamed blogs & websites, especially those which cover real estate & “street art”– whatever the heck that is. (Do the San Cono icons all around Graham Avenue in Williamsburg, where my daughter lives, count?) What gives? I read books, newspapers, sometimes magazines, liner notes to old jazz & classical albums, recipes written in Lithuanian passed down on index cards from my Grandma, even the subtitles to Godard movies & the intertitles to Buster Keaton ones. One thing I rarely put my peepers to is blogs. Have I been missing much? Thanks in advance for any info.

Junius Van Sinderen, Ombudsman, replies: Thank you for writing, Ma’am. Long answer short: when so-called “street artists” discover Ocean Hill, West Farms, Kew Gardens, New Dorp or hell, even Inwood, maybe they’ll be worth wasting time on; until then, stick to graffiti, galleries & artist’s studios. Truth be told– which is almost unheard of in both real estate & those who report on it for a living– WWIB rarely fucks with those blogs anymore. Sometimes for anthropological research we’ll drop in but for the most part, we do our own reporting the way we always have, on the streets, so why muck that up with the propaganda & blather of mostly know-nothings? Take this terrific column by Tom Robbins in this week’s Village Voice as an example. If WWIB offers one free beer to every blog that picked up Tom’s story between Tuesday night & Friday morning, would we be out even half a six pack? Or maybe some real estate (class, corruption & labor) stories are a little too real?

Low Wages in High Places
At a new Chelsea extrava-condo, parking reaches up to the sky and the workers are way down below
by Tom Robbins
September 25th, 2007 6:04 PM

Not to question the wisdom of anyone who wants to sleep in a luxury high-rise with a two-ton automobile in the next room, but if you’re thinking of doing so at a new condo going up in West Chelsea, you might want to stop by to see how things are going.

The 19-story building now rising at the corner of Eleventh Avenue and West 24th Street will be the first to offer what’s called en suite parking. This is the latest novelty in the ever-escalating battle to snare apartment shoppers cruising Manhattan’s new high-end condos.

It works this way: You drive off the street right into the building and onto a big car elevator. This lifts you directly into your condo, where you pull your auto into a 12-by-20-foot room—about the size of a studio apartment. In the morning, the car is there waiting for you, more patiently than spouse or dog. Next step: Summon car elevator. Drive onto lift. Pilot car back to street. Could even the Great Trump top this?

The answer is no, or he would have done so already. Everyone knows that the will to privacy is greatest among the rich, and the in-house garage concept offers something priceless—no more nodding to the doorman, no more waiting on sleepy garage attendants, no more worrying about some klutz scratching the Beemer. The idea must have struck the designers of 200 Eleventh Avenue like a bolt of lightning: suburban-style attached garages in the city! McMansions stacked high into Manhattan airspace!

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