We've an important, feel-good Friday update for the little people! Ellen Barkin, who had erected a privacy fence on her second-floor balcony and thus destroyed the courtyard views of her less-moneyed neighbors, seems to have come around:

Ellen Barkin sitting on her upstairs outdoor terrace talking on the phone, 12th Street, noon... apparently decided that killing everyone else's view was bad but killing her own was out of the question! Not only did the fence come down today, but the ugly posts (that in truth, pre-dated her arrival) have come down, too. Well done, EB....the plebs thank you!

Isn't nice to have a real estate-y happy ending for once? Makes us feel all fuzzy.

Earlier: Ellen Barkin's Evil Fence of Misery

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