The Ship Has Been Given A Name

Today, Art was flying solo — and somehow, the magic showed up in bulk. Our largest apartment, the crown jewel of the building, is finally stepping into its own. Upstairs: three bedrooms, one bathroom, now gleaming and just waiting for the final flourish — shelves poised above the throne like a crown. Downstairs: two sprawling bedrooms, a shared garden-level bathroom, and enough closet space to make a fashion blogger weep.

But the real transformation? I kept my hands off it, waiting for the moment like a kid on Christmas Eve. Because this wasn’t just any project — this was the sign. Our name. Our banner. Our badge of honor. And now, it’s here, mounted for the world to see. Like any great ship with a proud name carved into its bow, our building is ready for its voyage. May it be long, prosperous, and full of good tenants who pay on time.