Walking down this charming cobblestoned street in the far West Village between Washington Street and West Street, one feels like they could be walking down a contemporary cover of Bob Dylan’s The Freewheelin’.  And if you take even the briefest moment to look up from your best Bob Dylan impression, you’ll notice a magnificent postwar building clad in various proportions of copper sheathing. It’s color cunningly blends the building in with ...

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