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And in any case, but now the only room I have is my bedroom. The bedroom is small, but it’s OK, good enough. A bed and a sofa and a little table. Today I thought, “Oh, I should have shown him my house, so he doesn’t have illusions that I live in a very well and comfortable house.” Even in the corridor, dogs are there. And the veranda, also dogs, so that they can run up and down when they are inside the house. So, I have only a little space to put these two racks to hang my clothes on. That’s my property, shared with them. So he thinks I live very well there. And every time I come in and out of the bedroom and I have to be very quiet. I do everything in the bedroom: praying, meditating, and eating, sometimes. I put medicine there and some necessary stuff. That’s how well I live. It just looks good, it’s not much. It looks very big, but it’s just the roof is big and the outside, the terrace is big, but all the dogs are there.
