Rick lives on the margins of a very wooded area, across a lively stream and up some impromptu steps up the side of a mountain. The house, a rough brick shack, would have been just one room were it not for a rough brick wall which had recently been erected around the bed (the only bed as far as I could see), and of which Rick is touchingly proud.
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