It was quiet - mostly- and I was brushing my teeth at the sink maybe with bottled water, maybe with tap water, I don't remember. Suddenly, the sound of running water. I look to the right and next to the toilet is a pipe with water pouring out into the drain where the bucket shower water flows. With the toothbrush in my mouth my eyes trace the pipe along the wall behind the toilet (western), it turns the corner under the window, and leads straight up to the wash basin where I am brushing my teeth. I put something here and it goes out there. The honesty of the situation is unsettling and I realize that this is a big thing about being here. We see everything.
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