Office-style residences in the Meat Packing district. Good for light, bad for privacy. Then again, you don't live here if you want to hide from the world.
There is a tiny pig in there.
Is this an ironic take on the district name?
I also visited Soho House and the Rivington, a strange land of blondes and people with enlarged cranium issues. I didn't take any pictures, because their heads wouldn't fit in the frame.
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