From one office to another

 Mommy took a lot of time off to look after grandpa while he was in the hospital in California.  I went there myself , but that's another story.  The office on 84th and CPW was the ground floor of a residential building and even though we were busy and popular,  the landlord was a Bitch. I named just two reasons but in reality it was just time to move. Mommy hired a lawyer ( everything in New York had to go through a lawyer) and abracadabra we landed at 57 west 57 street. A landmark tall office building at the corner of 57 Street and avenue of the America's.  Now, that's what I call an office 🏬 in Manhattan.  5 elevators, 3 doormans and 2 entrances. And best of all just across from my heaven to be : Rue 57 restaurant.  Best hamburger in the World.