Hah! Just try to find the door to knock on, Jehovah’s Witnesses! I’ll be left uninterrupted now… hey, anyone want to order a pizza?
Oh, wait.
Crud.
(Found By: Sarah L)
Loveliest comment, by TacoMagic: This is perfect for the individual who is under house arrest and keeps forgetting! “I think I’ll go out to the pub… oh… right.”
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This property is within walking distance of famous maximum security prison ‘Sing Sing’. No wonder the bars!
You know what they say: the best defense is a good…er…house fence?
There is also no heating inside, just in case you get in.
You could ski down that roof
The value is in the lot. Possible river views. Needs total renovation. Being sold as is.
Possible river views? Why stop there? I fully believe that there are possible views of Troy from here too.
“Oh look, I think I see a big horse!”
“Possible river views” – sure, if they tear down Sing Sing.
I like the anti-aircraft cannon going up the left side. They got the big-shell model, too!
I wonder, does the cannon reduce the insurance rates?
Roidy
This is perfect for the individual who is under house arrest and keeps forgetting! “I think I’ll go out to the pub… oh… right.”
My biggest fear would be being trapped during a fire. Augh.
Looked a bargain, then I saw the “asbestos roof” description.
It’s the bars at the front of the building that do it for me – just imagine sitting on your sofa on a Summer weekend afternoon with the blue skies, the birds chirping, the sounds kids playing on the street, the sun streaming in through the windows casting shadows from twenty solid steel bars
This is the house for someone who just wants to develop empathy for their loved one in Sing Sing.
“Oh honey, we can’t be together, but really, I know just how you feel…”
Hey, at least it’s in a gated community.
Nyuk-nyuk!
“Hi, honey! The movers just finished putting the furniture in, and I have all the boxes inside too. Everything’s snug. I’m going to get a bite now, and then pick up the keys from you and…wait…you said you had the keys, right…? Right, honey…? Honey…? Why are you crying now…?”
864 sq. ft.
One-tenth of an acre lot.
Next to railroad tracks.
Annual Taxes: $7,650 (!!!! )
Oh, it’s in New York state. Now it all comes together.
A fence enthusiast I see.
Well, the house is roughly as wide as the car sitting in front of it; you might as well pay for a few extra bars and get the whole front part fenced in.
At least Santa won’t have any problems landing.
Landing is no problem. Stopping is another matter…
Is it at all sad that after having looked for a (future) place to stay in the ‘average income’ area of the Philippines, this now looks perfectly normal to me?
Wow, you guys aren’t kidding. Google Maps says this is 0.2mi from Sing Sing. Hey, that’s walking distance! Oh well, prison employees have to live somewhere.
Betty Draper’s old neighborhood seems to have fallen on hard times.
BEAUTIFUL! But…where’s the rest of it?
Gimme a SWAT team, an armored personnel carrier, and some straps —- that puppy’s open in 10 seconds or less! *FLASHBANG*