(Romfu) The easiest description
would be an array of colorful duckseats, in plank sheds among the trees.
Sometimes in the house, even with regular seats, some of them similar to
the ordinary, though of unclear produce. It doesn't look, the build [of it],
like the standard pform. As to the form, can't be not similar - we still
do share the anatomy. We didn't notice any locks on the doors, though the
doors are opaque. What a point to have common customs about, really. Regardless
of opaque doors, nobody ever caught us with our under[wear] down. The
solitude is respected here. They seem to be constraining themselves succesfully,
or they control their intestines - we haven't even seen anyone hopping around
the door. Taboo against peeing into the clothes or bed is effective here
too, though not as any big shame, but rather as inconvenience. The habit
or restraining is not a mark of adults, it's rather a matter of personal
comfortability. Outside it is not unusual to see someone stand or duck next
to a tree. Always next to a tree. If that [place], where we landed, was a
desert, then it's no wonder that such a "always next to a tree" custom survives.
Trees are everywhere.
4.1.1 Addendum
(Romfu) They explained [it to]
me. The pit below leads to the roots of the trees which feeds on it. Also,
the sink drain and the other kitchen garbage goes there to rot, brew and
dissolve. The local trees do that a little faster than we think, and [one]
would say with a little help from the local bacteria and other garden. They
didn't understand the question on detergents, so I had to explain the most
of the known ways of washing the dishes. I called Me to pull up and show
the footage. They shook their heads (our way, else their expression for it
is rocking the eyes sideways
) and explained that they don't wash the dishes, they just sweep it with
the leaves of the same tree and send it all down. The dishes seem to be made
of pform, but they're not. It's heavier, and shinier. It is not clear how
does it not get dirtier. Sometimes they even use open fire, though they mostly
cook by the sun, during the day, or by some gas (along with lots of helion,
there is methane, from the same pits, but from natural origins; they use
it for heating in winter), and I haven't seen black or stuck dishes. I learned
how to prepare taraja (tur-ruh-yuh) of prapar, but I don't know if these
things grow anywhere else. Sending the recipy to anyone won't mean [anything]
to me.