Lower Manhattan: A Realtor’s Wet Dream

One of my exceptionally favorite goddess friends is Esther Muller. Her glowing professional credentials as a New York City Real Estate Mogul, Master Teacher, Professional Coach, and Brilliant Consultant demonstrate her expertise in an assortment of venues. Add to that charm, wit, beauty, compassion, and generosity of spirit and it’s obvious that Esther is a goddess of the highest order... That being said, it was on Esther’s desk that I first saw it… a map of Lower Manhattan. I wondered… is it just me… or… does this premier, cosmopolitan, geographical location look like the head of a penis?

My modern psychoanalytic orientation kicked in immediately. Lower Manhattan is, of course, a phallic symbol. As the business capital of the world, it’s a male dominated, power zone, second to none. Aerial views of the area look like a conglomeration of massive erections made of concrete, glass, and steel.

Scores of office buildings that were abandoned after September 11^th have been renovated for residential occupancy. Battery Park City, for example, located in the crown of Manhattan, is the hot seat for primo waterfront urban dwellers. With amazing views of the Hudson River and its proximity to Tribeca, Little Italy, Chinatown, SoHo, and Greenwich Village, there isn’t another up and coming neighborhood on the planet that’s more impressive.

Newly remodeled apartment buildings in Lower Manhattan give new meaning to the word opulence. Buzz words that refer to apartment features and amenities shout luxury, luxury, luxury! Earmarks such as high ceilings, panoramic windows, harbor views, state-of-the art health clubs, and sundecks express the extent of high-tech everything that’s available.

New York City realtors, who dominate the high-end luxury residences surrounding the World Financial Center, are in a unique position. They can provide a distinctly specialized service to affluent clients who are seeking magnificent homes in the power center of the world… and… they can make bundles of money while they’re doing what they love. If that’s not a realtor’s wet dream, I don’t know what is.