All of us at the real estate desk just wanted to write and apologize once again for breaking the news that you and Mr. Broderick were buying a luxurious eight-bedroom duplex at 88 Central Park West.

We are not so vain as to think that our little news item--and the paparazzi encampment that was sure to ensue outside your new home because of it--had anything to do with you and Matthew not buying the apartment.

Still, sometimes, late at night, we lie awake wondering, "Was this our fault?" If so, again, we are sorry. We never meant to prolong your now two-year search for that perfect Manhattan home.

That $20 million triplex in Heath's old building? The one with the gorgeous cast-iron facade and the "free-standing soaking tub also opening onto a private terrace" that the Post says you guys just checked out? That sounds great! You should buy it, even if there are only two bedrooms, compared to 88 CPW's eight.

And if you do, we promise not to write about it and ruin everything all over again.

Sincerely,
The Observer

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