This was the work in progress. The building is about 175 years old, and used to be a department store, a warehouse and many other things besides. Its most recent reincarnation was as a tobacco warehouse, which tarred the floors dark brown. Like all the Soho buildings, they were converted into residential lofts by artists in the '60's. The place I bought had electricity and one toilet, and that's it, so it needed a pretty big rework. The neighbors hated me (rightfully so) when the construction crew somehow turned on the building sprinkler system and ruined all sorts of artworks, clothing, etc. It was pretty horrible. One really odd thing about the building was it only had an ancient freight elevator, and you had too manually pull on a rope to get it going, then grab the rope when the elevator was passing your apartment,which was pretty freaky. Anyway, during the long construction process I ended up moving to Hong Kong and then Bangkok, so I actually never lived in the place except for having a great New Year's Eve party there for the Millenium.