Al Bustani Real Estate Development

When I lived in Manhattan, I had my own house.

It was in an apartment building in the West Village that was designed by architect Frank Lloyd Wright.

It had a massive swimming pool and was the home of his wife, Gertrude, who would later marry his future brother-in-law.

It became known as the “heating shed” because it was so hot that people would have to wear a mask for days on end.

I always thought of it as the house of the living, so I always felt very at home there.

I never felt like it was the perfect house.

In many ways, I feel like my house was never the perfect place to be.

It’s a beautiful, elegant, large, and spacious place.

The place that I had lived for the last 17 years had become a place that felt too big.

There was no space for me, so it was difficult to find something for myself in the house.

So when I moved in, I was really surprised to find it was really, really small.

I didn’t have the same house for 17 years that I have now.

It took me six months to find the right space for myself and my family.

I was living alone in a tiny, air-conditioned apartment.

When I was done with school, I would leave my family and my job to go out to bars and restaurants.

That was my first big break.

One night, I went to my place to meet with my brother- in-law and my wife.

My brother- on the phone, I heard my wife talking to her brother- about the way he was feeling about the situation and the family situation.

She said, “He’s like, ‘I have a house of my own.

I’m in it, man.

I’ll come home when I’m ready.'”

I went in and he told me that I needed to come out.

He was so supportive.

He would go to the restaurant and he would go see his sister-in and say, “It’s going to be okay, man.”

It wasn’t until the next day, I’d go to his place and he’d tell me, “I’m ready to come home.”

We went to the park.

He said, “‘I’m coming back to my house.’

I said, ‘Really?’

He said,’ ‘I’ll come back when I get a house.'”

My sister- in law was there when I left.

He came to my room and we hugged.

I had a hard time saying goodbye because I was so nervous.

I don’t know how I made it through that time.

I didn’t know what to say.

He helped me through the process, but it was kind of awkward because he was so nice to me.

It felt like the first time I had ever hugged my family in a real way.

After the first day, it was like I was back home, back in the world.

We all went out to the bar.

I went out there with a drink, and I had this guy who worked at a restaurant come up to me and say to me, ‘You know what, man?

I don- know what you’re going through.

I think it’s gonna take a little bit of time to process this.

I want you to come back to your house.’

It was hard for me because it felt like I wasn’t going to make it.

I just needed him to say that.

He did.

It changed my life.

I couldn’t believe how well he understood what I was going through and what was happening to me personally.

He came back to the apartment.

He told me, “‘Don’t you think you’re getting old?’

I was like, [laughing] I was only 17.

I thought I was in my early 20s.

He asked me, [laughs] ‘You should have your life and your family.

It feels like a bit of a waste.’

He was right.

I needed my family back.

I came home with a lot of baggage and a lot going on.

I wasn.

I feel guilty for being a little crazy, but I felt so fortunate to have been able to have my life back.

That was the beginning of the end of my childhood.

I got married at 16, I moved out to my parents’ house and lived there for the next five years.

I started going to a lot more bars and drinking.

I even got a job as a bar boy.

But it was a rough time for me.

I still got into a lot.

It didn’t feel like I had the same stability that I did before I was born.

I felt like, I can’t live the way I want to live.

It got to the point where I couldn.

When I was about 17 or 18, I started seeing a psychologist.

He suggested that I get an operation.

I told him, “Well, that’s the wrong thing to do