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Kate and I came *this close* to moving to the East Village when our lease was up this month. It’s the place we usually gravitate to for drinks, dessert, or meals most nights. And our neighborhood, The Financial District, is pretty lame. But our building is quiet. Our neighbors are quiet. And we like our apartment overlooking the East River. I would have missed the view. But most of all, I would have missed this gorgeous sailboat that glides by on the hour.