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And this is where I lived a miserable existence as a foreign bachelor transplanted to The Hague suddenly. I had a 'room' the window of which you see here right above the two doors. On the stairway landing outside the door to my room was the toilet I shared with my neighbor - hidden behind a shower curtain. He was a male ballet dancer who lived in the room above me and practiced his jetées all night.