61-25 98th Street #7J

Come through the gate with me. The boulevard falls away, and what opens up is lawn: wide, green, close-mown, edged with old trees that have had sixty years to grow tall enough to shade the paths, and benches under them. The gatehouse is staffed around the clock and the lobby has a doorman from seven in the morning until eleven at night, so the walk to your door is an unhurried one, under trees.