Hey there, Realtor, go ahead and put the sign in my yard, I think I’ve found where I need to live.
I deserve an elegantly dressed doorman who literally runs to get the door when he sees me approach. I also deserve an equally well-attired concierge to fetch me a beverage upon entering the building. It would take me exactly zero minutes to become accustomed to sparkling floors and expansive views of downtown Fort Worth.
I was meant to live in this kind of luxury. Deco 969, save a spot for me.
