Walking up Ocean Parkway has always felt a little like being in Miami north of South Beach on Collins. I figured the sensation would dissipate once I moved there.
Three months later, though, despite all the red brick and Northeastern foliage, it still seems like I might stroll a couple blocks toward the park and stumble on the Fontainebleau. The illusion is nice; I miss South Florida less this way.
But maybe not for long. Once a place gets the New York Times Real Estate section treatment, there’s no telling what’ll happen to it.