gaze around the room. Hmmm . . . why weren't there any paintings
on that wall? And that corner with the crack in the ceiling had
a cobweb that looked as if it hadn't be swept out in at least a
couple of years. And it was cold! Why didn't somebody turn up
the heat? He felt around him on the couch, wondering
who he had slept with the night before. She must not have been very
exciting, since he couldn't even remember her face, much less her
name. Besides, she wasn't within reach, so she must have already
split.