Yesterday I had a beret from his apartment. Difficult external circumstances made this step necessary.
I walked into this apartment without invitation and without having to be desired.
That was a weird feeling.
When I entered the apartment, I almost have a stroke. The garbage is piled to the ceiling, and from every room I was met by an unbearable stench.
But although it was so horrible, I went on. Looked in every room. Fascinated and disgusted at the same time.
I thought about all the time, which probably goes in as a human right, if he in the evening after work in this garbage heap of returns. I wondered where the guy's probably asleep or something where he eats.
That was something I had never seen before. . Not even on TV
It was this feeling: You open the door and look into the human abyss.
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