“In the mornings Ben always got up before me and we stayed in this little hotel. The people lived downstairs and then you’d go around the back of the building and up the stairs and then there were like five rooms around the top of this building, they called it a hotel. He’d get up before me and he’d walk down the road to the coffee shop and he’d just walk barefoot. So I could see in the dust on the road his footprints, because he just had a kind of a strange shaped foot, so I knew they were his footprints. I’d get up and I knew right where he’d been because you could just see his footprints in the dust on the road going right up to the coffee shop.”
