The sleep-deprived residents are settling into a rhythm that contrasts with the hushed order found in some buildings. The lobby often has an arsenal of Diapers.com boxes stacked at the entrance. Residents sometimes confuse cries emanating from other apartments as those of their own babies, and the first meeting of the condominium board was scheduled around feeding and sleep times. Besides the four pairs of new parents, a fifth buyer has a 4-year-old, a scooter-wielding preschooler named Quincy, the building’s oldest child."
I guess there really is no point in whining about the continued Slopification of Carroll Gardens, but good god. Do they have to be so happy about it?
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