"Does Dana pay rent?"
"Yes, I heard them talking, she insisted, or she wouldn't move in."
The party was changing, the four people that brought Margreth had left, and some others had arrived. The new people were dressed in bright colors, with pants that were big at the bottom, or headbands.
One of the guests was a man with a dark face. His hair was big and round, and shook when he laughed, which was a lot.
This was the second dark face that Margreth had seen, she remarked to Phil about it.
"He lives here, upstairs. He plays guitar."
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