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When I look straight-out the window, I see a wall. To the right, another wall. To the left again a wall. As I reel-in my vision, the ac comes into sight with a baby cactus plant on its top looking a bit too healthy for its own good. If I keep the screen-part open even for just a second, at least one teeny-tiny insect enters to become part of the biodiversity of the cave. Ahhh, the cave. That's a different story. I must have zapped a million cups of coffee in the wave so far. Sometimes when I stand by the sink I feel like I'm being watched. But I don't really care. |