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“Bob stuck his hands in the pockets of his jeans and leaned into me. We walked the length of Jones Street facing West Fourth with Bleecker Street at our backs. The snow on the streets was slushy and filthy from the traffic. Don kept clicking away… . In some of the outtakes it’s obvious that by then we were freezing; certainly Bob was, in that thin jacket. But image was all. As for me, I was never given a release to sign or paid anything. It never dawned on me to ask.”