Memories

I remember… Our little apartment… It was reached after crossing an alley whose entrance was hidden between the bulk of an imposing historic building and a block of flats whose most important part consisted of a small bar. Two flights of stairs led to the second floor; a corridor led directly to a small room where people hardly ever went; to the right of this was a large room used as a sitting room and study; to the left, on the other hand, were the bathroom and the…