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Elevate Your Manhattan Experience with Our Luxury Build Method
Build Your Dream Home or Investment Property with Precision, Transparency, and Elegance.
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West Village GC is NYC’s premier high-end residential general contractor, specializing in transforming visions into exquisite realities.
Our dedicated Luxury Design Method ensures your project is handled with the utmost care, delivering your dream home right in the heart of Manhattan.
- Personalized Planning: Tailored designs that meet your unique aspirations.
- Regular Updates: Stay informed with weekly progress reports and photos.
- Seamless Management: We handle all building paperwork and Department of Building permits.
- Transparent Pricing: Know exactly what your investment will be, with no surprises.
We’re a studio in Berlin with an international practice in architecture, urban planning and interior design. We believe in sharing knowledge and promoting dialogue to increase the creative potential of collaboration.
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They followed her on to the deck. All the smoke and the houses had disappeared, and the ship was out in a wide space of sea very fresh and clear though pale in the early light. They had left London sitting on its mud. A very thin line of shadow tapered on the horizon, scarcely thick enough to stand the burden of Paris, which nevertheless rested upon it. They were free of roads, free of mankind, and the same exhilaration at their freedom ran through them all.
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