First up, on 8th Avenue and 72nd Street is the Dakota. The Dakota actually gets his name from someone making fun of the developer building it so far north of the city. They said it might as well be built in the Dakotas. And the name stuck. (Ch. 90) Unlike other cooperative buildings, the Dakota was strictly a rental. (Ch. 90) These were not like the rentals that you and I have. The apartments ranged from "4-room 'bachelor' flats to 20-room mansions in the sky, some of which had formal parlors 45 feet deep." (Ch. 90)
Also, there's no photo because for the life of me I have not been able to figure out which building it was (not that I've been trying that hard). I seriously have taken a photo of the same building about 3 times now and just realized that it's not the Dakota! That's kind of embarrassing. I think I'll have to create another post once I figure out just what exactly I've been photographing and call the post "Not the Dakota"!
| My friend Kim. We had to wait a long time for Kim to get this photo and some jerko still couldn't get out of the photo! |
| The plaque |
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