I forgot about that!
That's from the final episode. (I think?)
I love that series, but still scratching my head about the finale.
The early to mid 80's were a carefree time for me. I lived in a sort of bohemian downtown neighborhood, in a restored 1920's apartment building. The odd combination of architectural styles (Art Nouveau meets Spanish Colonial) gave it a passing resemblance to "The Village"
You can guess which apartment I lived in.
The owner/landlord, who was a little eccentric, wore a goatee, and frequently dressed dapper while doing general maintenance.
Always addressed me cheerfully; "Good morning Number 6".