Real estate agent Mike Fabbri still remembers the chill of opening the door of an apartment near Washington Square Park in Manhattan. His client, a media planner in her mid-20s, was on the hunt for a quiet, one-bedroom in Greenwich Village. She walked in and immediately walked out.
“She said, ‘I’m fine with a nice ghost, but I felt really evil energy in that apartment,’” Fabbri recalled. He sympathised. “I said, ‘You know, there are things you can change in an apartment, like the wallpaper.
But you can’t change an evil spirit or a demon without priests. Let’s move on.’” Fabbri helped her find what he called a “charming” unit in a prewar co-op.
No ghosts..
