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Tunde lived alone in a small place that was just fit for the cream colored bungalow and two cars. After parking behind the second car, a black Lexus I had never seen him drive, he went back to lock the gate. He did not have a gate house or a gateman. 

Inside his house was painted in  grids of brown and cream. The floor was arranged with black tiles making the room appear dim. The only colourful thing in the room was his cream colored curtains and white ceiling. 

I sat on a sofa which was draped in coffee brown . I looked around the room, noting the beautifully carved wooden centre table. It was still shiny and same with the dining table. It was all beautiful.

I heard the sound of the generator but I paid no attention to it till  the airconditioner began to hum the same time the fan began to rotate. Tunde come in afterwards. 

"Is this ok for you?" He asked, pointing  to the airconditione

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