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No matter where you live in New York City, fortune’s wheel plays a part in your well-being. Great views and sunlight are here today and gone tomorrow. The coming of a new subway line shatters the peace and quiet of thousands. Small buildings are demolished to make way for big ones; longtime tenants are out of luck. Life changes.
We were going head to head the other day, in a wide-ranging discussion with some other longtime summer people turned almost-year-round, about never-ending construction on our streets and whose lost real estate opportunities and dumb decisions, over the years, were dumbest and lostest.
Garden tours, God bless ’em, begin in April and peak in June and July. Then, just when you think you’ve seen every breathtaking garden in the Hamptons, along comes Guild Hall’s late-season Garden as Art benefit with a knockout quartet of offerings, and up the primrose path we go again.
In response to the flood of big houses being built here on modest lots that almost disappear beneath them, and following the recent examples of Sag Harbor and East Hampton Villages, the town board has been discussing new rules that would limit a house’s size relative to the size of its lot.