In August 2001, I was fresh out of college, living with four roommates in a converted TriBeCa loft that offered a panoramic view of lower Manhattan and the World Trade Center, standing proudly just eight blocks away.
I found the apartment on Church and Chambers Streets through dumb luck. A friend of my brother’s was moving out and needed someone to take her place to live with four very cool and attractive women who would be moving out just weeks after she did.
