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A couple years ago, I lived in a different apartment, part of the same building as the one I’m in now.

My roommate was someone I didn’t know and almost never saw.

He was from India.

The landlord set us up when I emailed her about needing another person to split the rent.

Our rooms were right across from each other.

Sometimes I’d open my door in the middle of the night to use the bathroom, and he’d be standing by his door, looking out its slight crack.

Other than that, I lived a year with him and our only exchanges were brief smiles in the kitchen while we drank water.

I saw the inside of his room once.

He was gone and he had left his door open.

I didn’t go into his room but I did look.

There was just a sleeping bag on the floor and garbage all over.

The garbage made a steep pile in the corner of his room.

It looked exactly the same as my room.

Three days before the end of our lease, he walked up to me in the living room.