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David Neiman, Compass

Local Real Estate Agent with 15 years experience. He has lived smack dab in the middle of the east village for the entirety of his career.

David has been a real estate agent in New York City now for nearly twelve years, as seasoned veteran in both rentals and sales. In that time, he has not only both learned and integrated an in depth education on the market itself, but an understanding of what it means to soak up the varied neighborhoods the city boasts, including the many restaurants and hot spots that continues its growth by the s

econd. It's no secret by now that the reputation of real estate brokers in Manhattan can often leave something to be desired. David prides himself in working hard against this stereo type that plagues this industry, making clients feel particularly warmed by his personae, expertise, humor and sincerity. He knows how to listen closely to find what his clients are looking for, always communicating with 100% candor, making the apartment search a far easier and more comfortable task than it often tends to be.

11/01/2023

“I want you to stay close ’cause I might need you but just lay low and not come out of your room.” — Tanya McQuoid

08/05/2022

A HONEYMOON IN PORTUGAL 🇵🇹✨
I’ve been back for several days now and I’m still sorta in a jet lagged, come down haze, trying to piece it all together. One may have advised we perhaps have taken it a skosh easier after the three day monster wedding love fest event of epic proportion we created over the course of 16 months on 4th of July weekend up at Ogontz Rustic Resort in New Hampshire…but we just couldn’t help ourselves. That gorgeous country across the pond wasn’t gonna travel itself!

Well, in just under 3 weeks, we embarked on seven towns/ areas of Portugal, including Lisbon, Sintra, Santa Cruz, Porto, Douro Valley, Lagos and the island of Madeira—a 90+ min plane ride into the Atlantic, off the coast of Portugal. I couldn’t possibly hope to do actual justice of scratching the surface in summarizing this entire adventure of the wonder we experienced, but it was remarkably varied and all encompassing. From the Calçada tile paved sidewalks and culture of Lisbon…to the sustainable spa resort mere yards away from a cliff on the Atlantic in Santa Cruz, made of seemingly nothing but genius and reclaimed wood…to dinner on the riverfront in Porto which felt like The Lady and the Tramp, but for humans (unfortunately, we try our finicky best to stay away from gluten) …to Douro Valley, their wine country, with views so damn breathtaking, ya wanna up and create your own label…to the Ponte de Piedade rock formation on the coast of Lagos that feels like you’re in a Dali painting without all the melting (I’ll get to the melting in a second)…to the island of Madeira littered with houses on never ending hills, and beaches and views so stunning, I was relieved a Velociraptor wasn’t coming to bite my head off any second. (You’ll know the pic.) Yet it nonetheless inspired the Jurassic Park theme song to play through my head incessantly. What an obscenely gorgeous country.
The magic never ceased on this unforgettable, inaugural journey with my new beautiful wife. We’d like to think of this honeymoon as symbolic representation of our future marriage. This is precisely what marriage is like…right, guys?..Fellas? …Hello? Is this thing on?

06/24/2022

Somebody’s Getting Married…T minus ONE WEEK! ✨ 🎶
Returning this week to Bow Bridge in Central Park where I serenaded-proposed to Amanda over 20 months ago, our hearts exploded with the memory of that enchanting afternoon in the fall of ‘20, and what is fast becoming OBSENE excitement from the notion that in only one week, we will be hosting the most magical weekend of our lives with all our family and friends up in Northern New Hampshire.
The split second after this shot was taken, a charismatic gondolier went by singing at a nearly bizarre volume “Belle” the opening song to Beauty and the Beast, while his passengers joyfully giggled. He did all the various parts. He was so playful and ridiculous, and it felt exactly like something Andy would do. It was a wonderful, cosmic wink.

Amanda and I are buzzing. We have so many tricks up our sleeves. And we cannot wait to share and bask with you all. See ya on the mountain, everyone.

🎶 Somebody get the flowers,
Somebody get a ring (check!)
Somebody hire the orchestra 🎶
And someone to sing! (So many)
This will be the most tremendous peak,
Cause somebody’s getting married next week! 🎶

04/01/2022

The Peakiest of Bachelor Parties ⛷

Welp. It has taken me a week of recovery to create this post…if that’s ANY indication. Zipping down the mountains of Park City was only bested by the intoxicating banter, tears of affection, and endless inappropriate humor from the greatest, most hilarious, and absolutely weirdest 8 dudes a guy could only fantasize about. (Wait, that came out wrong.)

As I said to them as we toasted together the second night before dinner, with my entire world changing irrevocably, from a seemingly never ending wordwide pandemic, to losing my only brother Andy Neiman, to moving upstate to the Hudson Valley, to my creating a new life with my soon-to be-bride Amanda Lavin and new family waiting in the wings…having these dudes as a constant through the years means EVERYTHING.

There’s that old adage, “you’re not losing a daughter, you’re gaining a son.” Well. I’ve lost a brother. But maintained eight more. The blessings I felt from them on our last night together are indescribable. And something I’ll treasure forever. Thank you, guys, from the top of the mountain to the bottom of my heart. See ya at the main event. Hard to top this, but I have high hopes. ✨

12/25/2021

Thank you, and .panczak7 endlessly for a gift, truly a cut above the rest. The countless meals that shall be created upon it, and all that this beautiful inscribed wood represents, brought tears to my eyes….as you noticed. Hope you equally enjoyed my coffee mug filled with peppermint candies. 😉 Merry Christmas to all from the future Neimans.

11/25/2021

Nothing quite like a 5K Turkey Trot just off Lake Michigan in the North Shore of Chicago to get your blood flowing on Thanksgiving morning. Feeling super grateful to be with extended family this particular holiday on this particular year. (The endorphins are pretty nice too. ✨)

11/01/2021

It’s SHOWTIIIIME. ✨

06/03/2021

DAY 13: It’s June 3rd. Today is Andy’s Birthday✨
I would be remiss if I didn’t mention that my brother Andy, who has now gone missing for almost two weeks, turns 48 years old today. I’m sure this was not the birthday party anybody had envisioned, including him. My sister, Emily Asher Abramson had speculated that he might surface today. But that had struck me a little “on the nose” (an easy feat to find on my brother’s Semitic face.) Still, it all seemed a little too self serving. “Okay. I’m here! where’s my cake??” Although, anyone close to Andy would know he would undoubtedly ask for pie—a predicament, as he hasn’t been around to bake it. But what I’ve learned about life, is that very few things are tied together neatly with a predictable birthday ribbon and bow.
So the best thing I can do on Andy’s birthday morning, just after the sun has risen, is to send him the wish I know he wants most of all: A RE-birth. A new beginning. I realize it’s Pollyanna to believe Andy won’t remember his painful past. In fact, my brother has had a particular obsession with it more than just about anyone I’ve ever known. We all carry with us the wounds of former time. It’s one of the ingredients that builds character. But I believe while I’ve been practicing daily the process of letting go of festering thoughts about my brother’s precise coordinates every moment of every day, I believe his massive unplugging is Andy doing some letting go himself. And after this interminable odyssey has come to a godforsaken end, I believe the needle will have been moved at least slightly in the direction he so dearly wanted. And that is a birthday wish I can get behind him with and blow on. 🎂

With hope & vigilance,
Andy’s brother, David ❤️✨

06/02/2021

DAY 12: OUR BROTHER Andy Neiman is STILL MISSING
Yesterday, after extending our stay upstate from one to two, to four to seven to ten, canceling and delaying appointments, bouncing to a new Airbnb every other night, we finally had to make the difficult decision to put the pen down. We left my sister’s at her warm compound held up powerfully by loving friends, and made our way back to the City as Amanda and I attempt to resume our lives. We may be surrounded again by ceaseless industry, screeching ambulances, with little green in sight, but we’ve hardly left the woods. And the question remains, how do we step out of it before Andy is found? My gamut of emotion runs rampant these days. From fear to blind rage melting into a soft sadness, and gratitude for this community, then back into sadness. These woods are dark and deep. But I have promises to keep. (R. Frost)

This is so painful. And yes, feels cruel. But that is the moment when remembering Andy’s mental illness IS important. Because I can’t pretend to know what he’s going through. Everyone deals with pain. But not all pain is created equal. My brother deals with trauma on a level I couldn’t even begin to wrap my brain around. But I do know he loves me. And it was no secret he needed a break. This pandemic has created that need in many of us, whether we’re in touch with it or not. Tomorow is Andy’s 48th birthday. And I know I won’t be celebrating it with him.

The photo I’ve attached here is the two of us watching Emily Asher Abramson and Simon Abramson get married in 2010. It felt apt in many ways. For I trust Andy will come back to us in the time he’s supposed to. As he has yet another wedding next summer he’s slated to be the best man of. The shoulder’s here, Andy.
—With hope & vigilance,
Andy’s brother, David ❤️✨

05/31/2021

DAY 10: MY BROTHER Andy Neiman IS STILL MISSING
So we finally had our first truly credible, juicy lead yesterday for the first time since early last week. The witness described details which all seem quite plausible. But we won’t feel confident about it until we can get another one putting him in the same general area as our first batch did.

A man fitting Andy’s exact description was seen in NEWBURGH off the 9W at the Powelton Golf Course. I am not at liberty to convey more details about it as many people who call in, merely provide the same details that they were fed. We just want the witnesses to tell us what they saw. It’s entirely plausible that over the course of 9 days, Andy traveled 19 miles southward to this area. Anyone who knows anyone in the Newburgh area, please alert them to this finding and to contact us with next steps.

I assume by now everyone has Andy’s current picture. But likely now quite scruffy/ fullish beard. I’m more than happy to provide anyone more imagines, if needed. For now, please enjoy this shot from a couple of years ago or so of my brother and I at what I’m sure just have been Sears in its heyday. (I really have to find that dress. I’ve been looking for something just like that for my summer wardrobe. I’m gonna kill my mom if she threw it out.)

My family are finding anything we possibly can these days to carry us through. Including humor to connect—small moments of joy, however fleeting, to remember how much love there is for us from this warm community we’ve built in ways I hadn’t fully realized. And most importantly, how much there is for my brother to return to.

With hope & vigilance,
Andy’s brother, David ❤️✨

05/30/2021

DAY 9: MY BROTHER Andy IS STILL MISSING: Our new working hypothesis is Andy may be being offered sanctuary.
Several of Andy’s friends shared a rather chilling anecdote yesterday that resonates in this moment. Many years ago, Andy had come over to their house for brunch and was playing hide ‘n go seek with their kids. Andy found such an amazing hiding spot that no one found him. He hid for so long that they were forced to have brunch without him until he finally emerged, a shocking 2 and a half hours later. We all might have to wait for this agonizing, bottomless brunch to end before Andy decides that the most epic game of hide n go seek known to humankind has, at long last, concluded. Yet, he may be doing the seeking as well as the hiding. Andy’s Hebrew name is Eliyahu. Who was a prophet. And his return is considered a harbinger of the messiah. Hey. Nice timing for the end of a pandemic. I only pray he finds whatever that is sooner than later.
In the meantime, I am practicing letting go for some semblance of sanity after this indescribable week. We will never stop looking for my brother. But I’m desperately doing some seeking myself to find the lesson in what this long game means. Because I must prepare for the fact that this could go on for many more weeks. But Emily, myself, and all our family and close friends, we have to steer our own lives eventually. The train always comes when you light your cigarette. I just hope it gets here soon. I don’t even fu***ng smoke. 🚂

05/28/2021

DAY 7: MY BROTHER ANDY HAS BEEN MISSING FOR A WEEK

We have been combing the terrain of Poughkeepsie, still searching tirelessly for Andy Neiman, talking to people on the ground and in the various City parks. Street folks have been the most helpful. It’s hard to know whether he would have jumped the Metro North or not. Yet it also seems unlikely Andy would travel all the way north to Kingston as all of our leads there were debunked. And it’s difficult to get to from Poughkeepsie.

The next several days will be very interesting. As it’s going to start to downpour his afternoon. And the next week ahead is going to be remarkably rainy in stark contrast to the idyllic weather we’ve enjoyed since his escape. Andy has undoubtedly enjoyed it too. Made it easier to be outdoors for long periods of time. Perhaps the discomfort of the rain will bring something good. But the idea of an unwell brother being in colder weather also concerns me greatly.

We have a Poughkeepsie ground game meeting up today! Posting fliers and interviewing people. We only have until 3pm when it begins to storm. If you would like to join up, please text me immediately at 347-528-1107. The other links for the go Fund me (private investigators and Andy’s ongoing care) is on my profile.

This picture attached is a little over 10 years old, but we have so few pictures of him with facial hair which we believe he must have by now. (Unless He’s found a razor/ way to shave.) He’s also grown very thin just as he was over ten years ago. And his hair is also roughy this same length. So it’s a good shot to go off of.

Please share this with everyone you know in the Mid Hudson Valley area. The last juicy lead we’ve received puts Andy in Poughkeepsie last Saturday night. So long ago now. Which, sadly leaves many options on the table. I don’t want to sound redundant, but the community that has built up around this has been like nothing I’ve ever experienced. So if you’re an “everything happens for a reason” spirit, there’s no denying the meaning behind that line of thinking at this point in the game.

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