East Cap Condo

Yes, it’s that block, a rocking that Capitol view, just west, but your beast tugs his leash to the east, Lincoln Park, this way you bark, down to Eastern Market, eats and treats at Trader Joe’s, roam back by the dome, then home, and behold, you’ve strolled the Golden Triangle, the Historic Districts’ historic district, where a two-bedroom flat is at, deep and wide, ceilings high, wood-fueled fire, washer/dryer, for the buyer who wants their breath taken away by glancing out of a Victorian bay, it’s pure art, in the holy grail of condo sales, a boutique building, a small association, size is not the prize for you high-rise despisers, you elevator-haters, just four units, all owner-occupied, common areas cared for and therefore the consequence is a pleasing fee, i.e., less expense, Enough storage to free your inner-hoarder, parking shared, although rarely used, easy street, come be enthused.