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Dec 9 04: space available in chic west-side neighborhood
Dear Pale Male:
I was horrified to hear about what happened to your home (To the people at 927 5th Avenue: Boo! Boo, I say!) Most New Yorkers feel the same. Indeed, even a news service thousands of miles away has run a story about your cruel eviction. And while I’m powerless to get you your old nesting site back, I thought I’d try to help out by suggesting a different neighborhood, one that would be a wonderful place to raise your family.
Have you considered Hell’s Kitchen? We’ve got some tallish buildings, and we’re not far from Central Park—under a quarter-mile as the hawk flies. Our relaxed, no-pretensions local culture would be far less uptight about evidence of your presence. Best of all, we have a sizeable local flock of pigeons that are fat and stupid and ripe for the harvest. We’d love to see you take as many of them out as you can catch. High ceilings. Pre-war. Move in right away. No fee.
What do you say? Drop by for a walk-through anytime you like.