On a quiet, tree-lined stretch of State Street, the city softens.

This part of Boerum Hill sits at a natural crossroads-where Fort Greene, Brooklyn Heights, Downtown Brooklyn, and the wider BoCoCa neighborhoods meet. It's a place shaped by balance: historic houses and familiar faces, restaurants, cafés, bakeries, and small shops woven naturally into daily life rather than placed for effect. Culture, convenience, and community coexist easily here. Parks are close. Transportation is convenient and well connected. The city feels open in every direction, yet the block itself remains calm and residential-the kind of street that feels lived on rather than passed through.
You arrive on State Street and everything slows down a little.

The house reflects that same ease. It stands comfortably among its neighbors-brick, balanced, unpretentious. It doesn't announce itself. It waits. No. 416 feels settled in the best possible way. Nothing flashy, nothing forced. Just a home that knows what it is.

Inside, the ceilings lift your gaze instinctively. The scale surprises gently. Windows stretch tall, and light moves easily from front to back, north to south, shifting the mood of the house as the day unfolds-catching on old moldings and marble mantels that have been here longer than most stories you know. The house reveals itself gradually. Rooms feel generous without feeling grand-open, but settled-spaces meant to be used, gathered in, lived through. The proportions carry a quiet warmth, shaped by life well lived.

The home is currently arranged as two residences, offering flexibility and possibility, or the option to live as one single-family home. The width is present. The dimensions of the building are 20 feet by 40 feet. The lot measures 20 feet by 80 feet. The interior space is 4,025 square feet, while the exterior area is 925 square feet.

Expansive and welcoming, the parlor level brings people together. Living, dining, and kitchen flow naturally, each aware of the other. Windows tall enough to frame the sky. A living room that encourages conversation. And a kitchen that looks toward the garden as if it already knows where you'll end up. And you do. Daily life stays tied to light and green. From here, the city already feels a little farther away. Upstairs, the house becomes more personal. Rooms set apart from the world feel quiet and peaceful, still waiting to be told what they will become. Below, tucked beneath the main house, the garden flat feels like a quiet discovery. Completely redone-rustic in texture, modern in spirit-it works beautifully as guest quarters, extended family space, a work-from-home retreat, or a source of rental income. It can remain independent or be reconnected to the main house over time. The space includes a full bathroom, while two additional rooms stretch toward the outdoors, blurring the line between inside and out.
The garden waits just beyond the door.

Stone leads to green.
Green leads to quiet.
Step through to the paved patio and the city recedes. The yard is deep, verdant, and unexpectedly lush-a private pocket of calm where light filters in and the pace softens. Sound quiets. Meals linger. Mornings arrive without urgency. The garden becomes part of the home's rhythm, not an accessory to it.
It is a place to exhale-private, restorative, and entirely your own.
Open, softened by sun, surrounded by leaves and sky.
This is where the house breathes.
And where you do too.

What's most striking about this home is not any single detail, but the way it holds everything together-history and possibility, connection and retreat, energy and ease. It feels patient, holding its shape and its calm, waiting for someone new to arrive.

It offers light, space, and choice-a place to live now, and to grow into over time. Perfectly livable as it is-warm, functional, soulful, and intact-it also leaves room for imagination. Nothing here demands haste. Change everything, or change nothing. Let it take shape slowly, the way good lives do.

For some, this will be a canvas for a thoughtful renovation. For others, it will be something rarer: the best home their money can buy, already rich with character, ready to be loved and lived in now.

This is not a house trying to impress you.
It's a house waiting to recognize you.
A home that meets you where you are, and leaves space for who you're becoming.