The Andrew Freedman Mansion was designated as a retirement home for the very wealthy. The tenants were able to come and go as they pleased and included a Czarist General and a faded Edwardian actress.
Street art. Not Art Deco.
This was once the Grand Concourse Hotel until the Bronx riots in the 60s frightened visitors away.
At this point the tour was going a little too slow and it started to rain so we jumped onto a passing bus and headed back to the city. There we had hoped to eat at one of our favourite diners in the East Village, the Silver Spurs. But, like everything else in NYC, it was but a passing phase.
What was once a bustling palace of glass and chrome is now a mere shell. Boooo!
I bet TT was thinking about the hall when he took that photo. :)
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