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Found: The One House Hunter Who Doesn't Want Southern Exposure

By Thornton McEnery | July 11, 2012 5:00pm

150 W. 79th St., Apt. 10E

$1.25 million

2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms

CC/Maint $1,702

For some New Yorkers, Southern-facing views, like the extraordinary one of apartment #10E at the Dorset, 150 W. 79th St., are the holy grail of sunlight, awaking dreams of thriving houseplants and cheerful mornings.

The 2-bedroom, 2-bath unit, listed by Fenwick Keats in a building tucked in behind The Museum of Natural History, boasts 10-foot ceilings and has a vantage point over Midtown that left most viewers agog.

Not everyone, however, coveted such an exposure.

A young father, carrying his tot in a Baby Bjorn, told his wife in no uncertain terms at Sunday's open house, “We won’t be buying a Southern exposure. It will be light all day long.”

On a day in the mid-90s, as Sunday was, one could have been tempted to agree with him on the matter of sun-drenching side effects. The apartment felt a bit on the warm oven-side with the air conditioning unit having been removed by the previous tenant, a fact that solicited polite apologies from broker Leslie Karkus.

“Not only is the light fantastic,” offered Karkus, unaware of previous criticism, “but the size and layout of the place is really wonderful for this neighborhood.”

Though few critiqued the unit's smallish kitchen or the odd shape of a room meant to serve as both living and dining, one older female browser grabbed Karkus’ attention, pointing to a wall of the living room where the vague outline of a fireplace was barely discernible.

“Where is the missing fireplace?” she demanded.

The broker suggested that there probably had been a fireplace, but couldn't give a reason for its disappearance.

A young girl visiting the apartment with her mother had a look of wonder for the long hallway off the entryway/living room. One could practically see future mischief in her eyes.

She had no complaints about the south exposure, nor did a middle-aged potential house-hunter, who exclaimed into her cell phone as she entered, "It's me from the phone, I'm finally here to see this place."