I was living with James Cook I think in some strange place in LA where our room was connected to a Chinese restaurant that had this dining area enclosed in our space so the windows to the restaurant looked out into the interior of our space. The backyard was grassy and there was a place where people kept their horses there.

There was one really hot woman who kept her horse there and that we were into.

Also this guy from across the hall was friendly with us and offered to let us use his main room, whatever that was. In the hall, all the rooms had peepholes but ours was set next to our door so our actual door didn’t have the peephole, but it was in the closet to the side and had this little silver raindrop looking thing that covered it up so you had to slide that over to peer out the peephole.