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The house looked very much like the one that I had seen in the pictures that my mother had purchased years ago. The floors, walls, and roof were all wood. There were two large bedrooms, a bathroom, a very modest kitchen, and a very nice stoned room with stoned floor and a fireplace. There was also a play room that could be set up in the corner of the room or at the edge of the deck. There was a large king-size stoned fireplace and it had a stone fireplace which was cozier in color than the typical white on the open hearth. There were also two smaller burn rooms in the backyard that I found rather odd, as there were no stones at the burn rooms that I had seen the pictures of. I also took a look around the room, but kept coming back to the same spot. When we arrived at the new house, I noticed that there was a small enclosed porch that was part of the new house. I had assumed from the first day that this was some sort of military installation, but I had been wrong. There were four beds in the enclosed porch that I was free to sleep in, but there were gazebos, a small wooden boat, and a wooden house. It seemed to me that the purpose of these four beds was to give me some privacy, but there were four walls that I knew as well, and they were painted a very deep shade of red. There was a large iron bar in the center of the porch that was polished the color of polished iron, there was also a large wooden stake with a rope attached to it at one end of the bar, and two ropes attached to the other end of the bar. This meant that I could pull any of the ropes to either side of me if I wished, and there were also gazebos in the back yard that I could easily climb into if I wanted to. These four walls have made the new house a very, very vulnerable room for anyone looking to conduct an espionage mission.
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