I asked some black bitch for water. She was sleeping on her job. She rudely pointed to the sink tap. In this place, you have to even beg for drinking water. The kitchen is locked. And you can’t get any water or tea when you want it. The meals are atrocious, I haven’t eaten anything since I came here. Just two very cold sandwiches from the freezer. And I am constipated.

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Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

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