Claridge's is elegant but determinedly unglamorous. The only fantasy it has to offer is the illusion that the world is in good working order.

I've looked at a lot of cities and could have gone anywhere, but Pittsburgh just turned out to be a cut above the others.

Nothing makes you feel that you've overstayed your welcome like a flower arrangement that has withered and died.

I'm really a novice about being a real estate developer.