Once a hearth to warm the souls of roaring twenties revelers, this fireplace and stack survived the (alleged) torching for insurance money that destroyed the complex. Having sat for decades amidst the secret wooded refuge of motorcyclists and free spirits, known only as “The Ruins”, it now finds itself central to one of the premiere golf courses in the New York metropolitan area. When and what will be the next incarnation of purpose and design for this lone stone time traveler?Live, thrive and survive to find out.
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