winstons flat

i opend the down stairs door that leads me to the first floor of flats. i look straight and it looked as if the was a mile long. To the right of me thier was a spiral staircase. When i looked up it looked as tall as mount everist. Their was a terriable smell it smelt like 3000 sweaty guys took off their socks. When the smell first hit my nose i through up a little bit in my mouth. As i started to walk up the steps i seen something out of the corner of my eye. It was a little old lady she was about 5 foot 2inches. She had on an old raggiedy sleeping gown that was a light blue. I continued to walk up the steps to winstons flat. When i got to the 7th floor it felt like i had just competed in a tri athalon. I was all out of breath and sweating like crazy. If i took off my shirt and rung it out i could fill up like 100 cups with my sweat. I knocked on his door. His door was a plain white door with dents and dings all over it. i heard some moveing around and it sounded like winston was moveing somethin. After about 2 minuets he opened the door. when i walked inside the first thing i saw was a tv with the news on. The lady on the screan was babbleing on about how our country is the best and we have all the freedon in the world, witch is the biggest lie in the world. His flat was kinda small it was only a one bedroom with a kitchen and and bathroom. Their was a smell of stail cigretts. When i walked in i could feel the smeel cling to me like glue. we sat down at his table and he brought out some gin that he had.