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Sitting in the middle of my soft, brown, huge, and confortable couch, I feel like a king. It has been like three months since I bought it. Right in front of me my new and big TV rests beside my apartment door. On the other side of the TV is both a black floor lamp and a big window and sliding door. Behind this glass door is my balcony where a person can look at the parking area. If I was lucky, I could have had the apartment that has the lake instead of the parking. On the other side of me is a big area. It has nothing in it because we are using it to put our food on it. Americans call it the dining room. In my culture, we usually eat our food together in a circle on the floor. We first put some newspapers or plastic down so food does not touch the carpet. Sometimes if I have many people visiting me, we use that area to drink coffee there. On the right side of the big eating area is the kitchen which has many things I brought from home to cook my food. On the left side of the big eating area, there is a hallway leading to the bathroom, my room, and my roommates room.