I was asked to meet with Usher's people today (long story) to show them one of our properties – the Castle, a historic $5M midtown arts center victorian mansion – and it was just above freezing when I went in to open the place up before Usher's crew arrived. There was an old homeless guy sleeping in front of the main door on the second level, trying to stay out of the wind. I asked him if he could gather up his stuff and take off for an hour while I showed the place. The dude was in bad shape and had trouble getting his stuff together, his entire life bundled into a small towel.
As he started off I waited and wondered what to expect from Usher's people and what it's like to drop 5M for a funky recording studio and a place to party without blinking an eye. Probably needs another 3M just to get the place back up to code. How would it feel to have that much money?
I caught up with the old guy and slipped him $10 and told him to get something hot to eat. He smiled and said he'd make it last for a long time.
He felt better.
I felt better.
Usher's people didn't like the place.
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