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There is some good news to report from the location of the infamous Bay Ridge CrackHouse. A year and a half after being sold and less than six months after being torn down, new construction is going up.
We’d like the thank whomever the architect is for proving that you can build new construction in Brooklyn that is aesthetically pleasing and in line with the scope of the community — it’s a Christmas miracle!
It took nearly a month of construction to dismantle the double lot on 93rd Street in Bay Ridge that housed the Bay Ridge Crack House.
We’ve seen similar old houses in the neighborhood taken down in one day, hopefully the relatively snail pace means that much of the old houses were taken down in a way that allows much of the wood to be salvaged into another structure.
In any event, several properties on the north end of 93rd Street can now lay claim to having a view of the Verrazano Bridge.
Which is more than the Bridgeview Diner can say…
Things are half off the old Bay Ridge crack house on 93rd Street.
Lore has it that the only way to free the souls of a thousand skells trapped in the walls of a crack house is to break the foundation into tiny pieces.
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With a week of demo construction under way, it appears as though the two old wood frame houses that were lost due to criminal greed have a short amount of time left on Earth.
Fedders air conditioners (yack!), are one step closer to becoming a reality, though, we suspect that before any construction begins on new units, the new owners of this property will try to buy out the pink would frame house to the right so that they can build even more Fedders.
Crackheads and Drug Dealers vs. Fedders Air Conditioning Inhabitants = No winners.
Bleh!
Yesterday, construction crews officially began the demolition of the neighboring Bay Ridge crack houses.
Both properties were sold at auction last year and the new owner is tearing them down.
In an odd twist of fate, the new owner listed on the DOB permits is Anthony Terrone. It’s a surname that should sound familiar to local residents in that it is the same surname as the previous owners, who were the three Terrone brothers who lost ownership of the properties when their unlawful ways caught up with them.
While we are going to miss the appeal of the two old wooden houses that bridged back to generations prior, we are happy to see them go thanks to the drug distribution and crazies that were associated with them — every now and then we still see someone whacked out of their mind and banging outside trying to get in for a score, despite that fact that police shut down the drug operation years ago.
Having said all of this, we are still left scratching our heads at three major items regarding this whole sordid mess:
And now, everyone is left with nothing but what might be argued to be a miscarriage of justice, a blurb on Gothamist, a piece in the New York Times and the whole thing just not feeling kosher.