I just arrived  to Copenhagen & was given this mess of a room to stay in for the next 15 months.  My company could surly, do better, if they wanted!

At least, there was a shower rack and curtains.  That loofah, would have to  go  though. I feel very squeamish by just looking at it. And, the glass cupboard which has fossils kind of china, is giving me the creeps.

I would need to spend some money, to make this room a ‘home -like’ feel.

But, God, do I really need to stay here?


Word Count : 92


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