Check the careful bureaucrat speak in this 1965 letter from Andy Warhol‘s landlord about the the loud, dirty, suspicious, off-hours activities at the Factory on 47th street. “We feel that a congregation of the number of people such as you have had may be contrary to various applicable governmental rules and regulations,” tsssk tsssk.

Oh what, jealous? Wonder what they thought of the all-foil wallpaper job. It’s just a tinge sad to snicker though, seeing how Andy’s other Factory flat is a Barnes & Noble now.

Speaking off, here’s a fun treasure hunt: Check out this map of all of Andy’s former hang-outs here and go see what the fleeting decades have done to them.