Let’s dance! Put on your red shoes and dance the blues. Before you lies a dream with Central Park front views— Forty feet of skyline framed by windows wide, The ninth floor perch where green and city coincide. A foyer welcomes softly, twelve by eleven deep, Then opens to a living room where panoramas sweep. Tall towering windows gather all the park can give, A front row seat to life, to watch, to breathe, to live. A king-sized primary suite whispers rest in marble glow, With closets like a chorus lined in careful rows. A dressing room for quiet thoughts, a sink for artful grace, A bath of stone and shimmer—your own serene escape. Another bedroom waits in sunlight’s gentle hands, A walk in closet spacious as a dream that expands. The third, wood paneled, gazes toward the park’s embrace— A study, music room, or bedroom, easily shifting shape and place. A kitchen newly polished, a powder room nearby, Four zones of perfect climate, cool in summer’s sigh. Washer, dryer, wired for sound, utilities in tow— Comfort woven seamlessly wherever you may go. Once a music legend lingered here in quiet thought, His melodies inspired by the views this home has brought. Essex House, 1931—its glowing sign still gleams, A crown above the treetops, watching over dreams. Concierge and fitness, spa and soothing stays, Room service, valet, linens pressed in lavish ways. A ballroom for special moments, a space for work or art, A haven in the city, beating close to Central Park. Here, Columbus Circle hums with rhythm, bright and grand, Fifth Avenue unfolds its wealth a short and storied span. Cafés, rooftops, music halls, museums rich and bold— Culture, style, and wonder in a tapestry of gold. Wollman Rink, and Tavern on the Green just steps away, Shopping halls and flagship stores to fill a perfect day. And trains that cross the city—A to 1 and all between— Carry you through Manhattan, through every vivid scene. This home is more than rooms; it’s rhythm, life, and light— A dance with Central Park that stretches day to night!