Can the Condes Not Have but One Small Pleasure?
Woe is the poor Conde Nast editor. These poor champions of intellect have but only a single comfort in their threadbare lives: the view from their offices at 4 Times Square. Those who work in the Tower o' Gloss have always been blessed with the increasingly rare sight of Manhattan air space, which floods offices with sunlight and delights tired eyes with an impressive view of the city beneath them.
Sadly, this lone bright spot in the otherwise miserable existence of a Conde Nasty is coming to an end, as construction for the new Bank of America building will soon forever obstruct the Condes' line of vision. In a life filled with little more than the pain of six-figure salaries, gourmet lunches, roomy expense accounts, and shiny town cars, to take away the one small thing that keeps these bedraggled souls afloat isn't just tragic — it's downright unjust.
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