It was night and I was at the Gay Street House, which was now occupied by Hari Krishnas. Groups of people were in every room doing different kinds of physical exercises. The groups were divided up into people who were novices up through people who were very experienced. By looking at the way the people were doing the exercises, one could quickly tell which groups were more experienced. The more advanced people were more rhythmical and more in unison when they exercised, whereas the novices were not so coordinated and unified in their movements.

I walked into the downstairs room on the Eighth Street side of the House, and found it filed with comic books. Apparently, the Hari Krishnas were in the business of selling comic books there. One comic book (which had a number in the 30s and was put out by Marvel Comics), was about a Hari Krishna man who was some kind of hero. Most other comics were just regular comics, many of which were Marvels. Many were in plastic covers, and were arranged in shelves all about the room.

In the ceiling of the room was a hole which had a board over it. I wanted to stand on something and look through the hole so I could see what was going on upstairs, but I was afraid someone might look through the window and see me, and since I did not want to cause any commotion, I did not do it.