"Yet despite all this manificence Loiza la Vakako's private quarters, both aboard the air-car and wherever he stopped to spend the night, were always strangely austere: a thin mattress on the floor, plain white wall-hangings, a pitcher of water by his side. It was as if he accepted the gandeur as something necessary, a requirement of office, but gladly put it all aside when h could be alone. If you would see the truth of a man, look at the room where he sleeps." -- Yakoub, narrator of Star of Gypsies by Robert Silverberg (1986, Agberg Ltd.)
[Hush, Sheepie -- I know you know what an absolute wreck my bedroom is.]
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