Through the arched floor-to-ceiling windows, the deep and tranquil black forest of Central Park and the distant lights of Fifth Avenue are completely visible.
Standing here, there is a sense of having all of New York beneath one's feet, observing all beings from a divine perspective.
Tang Song traversed this space filled with the scholarly atmosphere, his fingers lightly brushing against the spines of the books in a row.
Apart from the library, this level of space was cleverly divided into several functional areas.
A vintage cigar and whiskey bar, a private reading area around the fireplace...
Finally, he arrived at a panel on the side wing of the dome hall.
Pushing open the door led to the master bedroom suite.
The space here was vast, yet it didn't seem empty.
Unlike the lavish outer area, the color scheme here was warm and tranquil.
