The door at the entrance is iron, heavy and with a tight guide. When on the street minus, the lubricant in the boiler freezes, and only healthy men can normally get out of the entrance, all the others get to open the door only from the pinch, and then not from the first.

Somewhere by mid-January, I was in such a situation. I went to the management company - said, you can't live this way, take action.

The managing company was silent for two months, and last week (mid-March, for a minute), when the weather set one temperature record after another, urged to come and check out and quickly registered that it did not find a problem!

How can we not love these cute, glorious people?