Adjustment to the size of the apartment has resulted in the imposition of another Manhattan attribute; namely, a studied economy of space. We haven’t for example any spare room for redundant things. There is no possibility of storing anything “just in case” it might be needed one day. Duplication is likewise out of the question; only one set of cutlery, dishes, placemats, etc. This all contributes to modern expediency. Surplusage is incongruous and utterly impractical. We have kept only our treasured possessions.
The building itself reveals a number of features which distinguish the place. While it hasn’t the constitutional template of the New York cooperative it has instead the novelty of a “life lease” which in many ways affords the same supercilious restrictions so common to the cooperative, prohibiting for example ownership or occupancy by anyone under the age of 45 years. The sweeping circular drive at the front entrance is overhung by a large portico which vaguely resembles a trendy residential hotel. The lobby is calculated to inspire propriety, colours of silver and matching elegant furnishings. There is a specially outfitted common room and a small gymnasium complete with powder room. At the back of the building is a very well appointed and landscaped area which over the years will assuredly qualify as a giardino segreto.
Finally there are the personalities of the inhabitants. Without question the blood lines have the appearance of being cultivated. Social graces are not lost on the burghers of this particular enclave. There is just the right amount of corporate guardedness to preserve a shadow of urban anonymity.