The one-bedroom, two-bath duplex I was checking out during a Sunday open house recently has two assets and many liabilities.
On the minus side are its entry almost directly into the small kitchen (in which an ancient dishwasher caught my eye), cramped living room, a spiral staircase so narrow that I had to hunch my shoulders, its bedroom (albeit one that fits the legal definition) in the basement and baths that I’d classify as ordinary.
On the plus side is its location in a Central Park block of the high 60s, a stone’s throw from Lincoln Center. (To digress, when you see “steps from” in a listing, consider the Fair Housing Act, which bars discrimination against persons with disabilities.)
Also on the plus side — and the only conceivable explanation for the co-op’s inflated asking price of Continue reading