A reader noted that the apartment building 320 Sterling Street (just off Nostrand towards New York) is having upcoming open houses for affordable rental units. If you meet income requirements, these might just end up being a great, great deal, especially as the years pass. And how often do affordable rentals come up, in stabilized buildings? Not so often...here's the whole scoop. 320 Sterling Open Houses. Rent stabilized 1-beds go for $1,350, with a cap on your income. Granted, that ain't exactly CHEAP, but it's stabilized, meaning it can only rise so much year to year. It's a City sponsored deal...strangely, these were supposed to be coops if my cursory googling is true, and there was an attempt to sell them a few years ago. What happened I wonder. No takers? Too steep for the nabe?
If any of you go to the Open Houses on Friday/Sat/Sun by all means comment and let us know what you find.
However, for those of you as Qurious as the Q, you'll want to read the extraordinary history of this building, at least as told by the Village Voice back in 2002, when the Voice was still a fairly important part of NYC's cultural landscape (though it had been waning for some time by then). The woman who held the apartments in an iron grip, a tenant herself, used a phrase in the article that I still find amusing since the first time I heard it years ago. Here's the article: "Don't put your finger on me, 'cause I'm clean as a baby's butt," As a daddy of young'uns, I assure you that the clean only lasts for so long.
Btw, newcomers and young-timers might not recognize the Village Voice as the once all-mighty and powerful entity that it was in our fair City back in the '70s, '80s and early '90s. Was a time, before the interwebs, that the VV was the bible for apartment seekers and those wanting a clue to the "downtown" world of cutting edge arts and culture, not to mention listings of everything worth seeing (it was like Time Out and Craigslist and any number of popular blogs all in one). In fact, folks used to line up late in the evening on Tuesday nights outside their offices near the Public Theater and Blue Man Group (which as I recall had not opened yet) to snatch a copy before it was distributed (for MONEY. As in, people paid money to find out about stuff. A buck or so when I moved here in 1988.) The apartment listings were worth their weight in gold, and you wanted to be the first person to call (yes, call) the landlord and put in an offer. Usually you didn't need any credit check either; the landlord would eyeball you and ask for a deposit, but that was usually enough to seal the deal. The only studio apartments over $1,000 back then were in the most desirable neighborhoods in Manhattan. Even one-bedrooms were usually less than a grand. My first "room" was $300 in the back of a converted commercial space, probably a former bodega. I don't think I paid more than $500 for many many years, though mostly in share situations. A giant warehouse loft on 3rd street between Hoyt and Bond cost $1,500 for a quirky giant space. Four guys were sharing of course, making it nearly uninhabitable to "girls," but that didn't stop them from coming by for the parties. Man, that was most definitely a different time. No one cared about restaurants and food (seriously, I knew no one.) There were maybe five kinds of beer anybody ever drank, and two of them were called Bud and Bud Lite. Real afficionados drank Corona.
Hasta La Vista, my old Brooklyn. I say "my" old Brooklyn, because some old-timers are laughing at me right now for talking like an old-timer, though to them I'm just a newcomer. And so it goes...
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