The place my boyfriend stays when he comes to my city is a friend’s place (friend has left for another country leaving a one year lease). The place is a damp, dinghy apartment that smells of poverty. The bed, the pillows, the carpet, everything. I bring my own bedsheets and pillow case and slippers everytime I go there but when I go home the kids (nieces) complain about me smelling like the village. I don’t want to complain to him but the smell.