We stayed together a lot at the West 4th Street apartment.  

During the summers there was more than enough stifling heat.  The small space was like an oven full of suffocating air that you could just about chew and swallow.

In the winter, there was no heat. It was biting cold and we kept each other warm snuggled under the blankets.

- Bob Dylan, Chronicles: Volume One

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