Roose, moving into the building with a psychoanalyst husband and two small boys, was a little embarrassed by the seven-room apartment with a maid’s room and a slice of Park view. I have often wondered what those people would have made of the fact that Mrs. When Roz Roose moved into the building, in 1952, it wasn’t yet “the building”-as in “Ah, you live in the building!” To the tenants, it was half a block on Central Park West, and to the landlord, dreaming of fancy rents, it was the Turin, and to some people on the House Un-American Activities Committee, in Washington, it was the Kremlin-perhaps to distinguish it from the building eleven blocks up the street, which they liked to call the Smolny Institute.
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