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By now I had an architect, a hotel partner and rough cost estimates. What I
                didn’t have was financing—and a multimillion-dollar tax abatement from
                the city. I was only 27 years old at the time, so it made sense to me to find
                an older real estate broker who had a lot of experience. Having someone

                mature would also help in the image department.

                With everything proceeding on course after overcoming so many hurdles,
                we  ran  into  another  snag,  a  real  snag  of  epic  proportions  that  seemed
                insurmountable.  Without  financing,  the  city  wouldn’t  consider  a  tax
                abatement,  and  without  a  tax  abatement,  the  banks  simply  weren’t
                interested in financing. We hit every obstacle possible, and I mean every
                obstacle.  So  we  decided  to  appeal  to  the  bankers’  concern  about  the

                crumbling  city  around  them.  Perhaps  they  would  feel  guilty  about  not
                taking an active part in helping it become great again. That didn’t work
                either.

                After talking to what seemed like every banker in town with every appeal
                we  could  think  of,  eventually  we  found  a  bank  that  seemed  to  be
                interested.  We  spent  countless  hours  working  on  the  deal  and  it  was

                looking good, very good. Suddenly, out of nowhere, someone changed his
                mind and came up with an issue that was of no consequence to the deal.
                That just plain killed the deal. We were astounded by the abrupt change of
                mind and came up with every argument possible, but to no avail. This guy
                just would not budge, and I’d had it. I remember turning to my broker and
                saying, “Let’s just take this deal and shove it.”

                It’s one of the few times I just wanted to give up. I was worn out. It was

                George Ross, my broker, my lawyer, and my occasional advisor on The
                Apprentice,  who  managed  to  convince  me  to  keep  going.  He  wisely
                pointed out how much time and effort I’d put into this project already, and
                he was absolutely right. “Why quit now?” he asked me. Because I’m not a
                quitter, I quickly resolved to stick it out. I also didn’t want to be a “wanna-
                be” entrepreneur. This just happened to be the low point. You’ll have a few
                of those too.


                I came back from the low point even stronger. The low point became a
                turning  point,  and  I  was  more  determined  than  ever  to  get  this  project
                done.  My  new  strategy  was  to  explain  the  situation  to  the  city,  even
                without financing. The Hyatt Hotel organization was definitely interested
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