one jacket, three ways

When I first was looking to move to New York last year, I lucked out with an amazing broker, Carlos, who I worked with, more often than not, from San Francisco, while he was hitting the ground here in New York. And by amazing, I mean, he answered my crazy emails at 2, 3, sometimes 4am with questions, remarks about certain property links he had sent me and just general requests for my new dream place (‘it has to be dog friendly, lots of closet space and in the West Village!’ — his response to which was, ‘yeah, you and every other Carrie Bradshaw incarnate.’) But that aside, he and I went on some pretty intense full day treks when I visited...