#154284 - She smiled at me as I passed by her window, surely, but she didn’t wink, knock on the glass, or open the door -- until I had turned my body ninety degrees and stood in front of it, that is. Once you’re inside, and all of these brand-new impressions are fighting to get the upper hand in your brain, you realize you have no idea of how to behave. It is usually very small: a bed, a desk and a chair are often the only things in it.
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