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There was a big building (institution?) that we were living in. Jo M. lived on the far end. Everything seemed to be going on at the near end. I found him a place to live, but it was under the floor(?). I was driving a digger and some other people were scooping gravel. We were putting it in a dump truck. I put the digger in because I thought it would fit best there. The others were a bit confused, but we kept scooping the gravel.