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The History
Sunset Beach opened its doors in the golden glow of the late 1970s, born from a vision of coastal living at its finest. Tucked into the shoreline of South Florida, it quickly became a haven for dreamers, first-time homeowners, and beach lovers alike. With its charming one- and two-bedroom units, it offered more than just a place to live—it offered a lifestyle.
Each apartment was designed to embrace the view, with windows that framed the endless blue horizon and balconies that let in the salty sea breeze. Just steps away, a lively beachfront strip buzzed with life. A five-star restaurant sat elegantly next door, the scent of fresh seafood and spices drifting on the wind. A laid-back bar down the block welcomed locals and tourists alike with music, laughter, and the clink of cold glasses. Between them, a colorful row of shops and businesses thrived—boutiques, bakeries, surf shops, and salons, all nestled together like pieces of a storybook town.
It was the kind of place where everyone knew your name. The rent was affordable, the neighbors were kind, and the town had everything you needed and more. People came and went, always leaving with a smile, always remembering Sunset Beach as more than just a home—it was a memory, a chapter, a dream come true.
But the dream sat on delicate ground.
Sunset Beach’s idyllic location also put it directly in the path of nature’s fury. Over the years, five hurricanes swept through, testing the resilience of its people and its walls. And then came the storm that changed everything.
In the fall of 2022, Hurricane Ian made landfall. The sky turned black, the winds roared like wild animals, and the ocean rose in rage. In a matter of hours, everything changed. Ian tore through the town with catastrophic force—shattering windows, ripping away rooftops, swallowing half the building and nearly every storefront on the strip. Streets that once echoed with laughter were flooded and silent. What once stood as a vibrant community was left in pieces.
The owners, heartbroken and overwhelmed by the cost of recovery, made the impossible decision: to let go. The property was sold—passed on to a faceless corporation with deep pockets but no connection to the land, no understanding of the legacy it held. Promises were made, but little was delivered. The building, once full of life, began to crack and crumble. Paint peeled, hallways emptied, and the spirit of Sunset Beach began to fade.
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Not Quite As Advertised Condos
The building looms with a total of thirteen floors, but only the first three offer any semblance of livability. It was bought in its battered, dilapidated state, ravaged by the aftermath of five major hurricanes. The damage was catastrophic, and to restore it fully would have drained millions. The new owners, however, took the cheapest route possible—investing only enough to bring the structure up to the most basic code standards. The result is a building that, while standing, has little of its former grace. The once-spacious and elegant rooms have been ruthlessly carved down to mere shadows of what they once were.
The bathrooms, once luxurious sanctuaries, have been gutted. The once opulent bathtubs are gone, replaced with cold, functional showers, and the on-suite laundry is a distant memory. What's left of the bathrooms has been torn apart and reassembled as part of a cramped, galley-style kitchen that stretches uncomfortably across what was once a grand living space.
The bedroom and the open living room still maintain a modest sense of space, though they feel claustrophobic compared to their former selves. From the living room’s windows, you can still catch a view of the beach, but it's not the postcard-perfect paradise one might hope for. Instead, the view is often punctuated by the chaos of the streets below—fights erupting in the sand, shady transactions unfolding in plain sight, overdoses, sirens wailing too late, and a constant stream of ambulances and flashing lights. The beach, once a place of peace, now tells a darker story.
Each of the building's floors houses ten apartments, with narrow, grimy hallways that lead to creaky stairs. The elevator, a relic of the past, hasn’t worked since the second hurricane, its rusted shell a testament to years of neglect. The stairs are in worse shape, their boards warped and uneven, creaking underfoot as if protesting every step. Some of them even feel dangerously unstable, as though they might buckle with the wrong weight pressing down. The glass on the exterior of the building is a patchwork of spiderweb cracks, delicate yet threatening, like a brittle shell waiting to break. At any moment, it wouldn’t take much for a desperate junkie or unruly thug to shatter the glass with a reckless shove. The building stands, barely holding itself together, a hollow reminder of better days.
While the rent might be cheap, the price you pay in other ways is anything but. The once-charming waterfront town has fallen on hard times. With funding long gone, it’s devolved into a gritty, crime-riddled area, overrun with prostitution, drug dealers, pimps, gangsters, and the like. The rapid rise in crime keeps the police stretched thin, creating a perfect opportunity for the more… audacious residents to run wild. This leads to all sorts of chaotic events—fights breaking out in the streets, shady deals being struck in dark corners, overdoses, and the kind of loud, colorful shouting matches between neighbors that could fill a reality show. But hey, at least the view of the water is still nice! -
The On-Site Features!
Beach Front Access/Marina:
You only need to step outside your building to see the beautiful Florida beach, and to access the marina attached at the water!
On-Site Parking:
Right behind the condo is on-site parking, with a spot assigned to each condo, and more available for a low monthly price! Or the low monthly fear that there will be a crowbar through the window of your car.
On-Site Laundry:
Although the condos themselves do not have laundry, there is a communal laundry room with access just on the side of the pool. Vending machines that may just spark and bite, or poison you with its moldy sandwiches are also available!