Once when we were living on Loomis, a nun from my school passed by and saw me playing out front. The Laundromat downstairs had been boarded up because it had been robbed two days before and the owner had painted on the wood YES WE'RE OPEN so as not lose business.

　　Where do you live? She asked.　
　　There, I said pointing up to the third floor.　
　　You live there?

　　There. I had to look to where sh............