In Septemberclaver, there was a large swimming pool that they called a lake, a kitchen where the women worked together, and a golf course that had been converted to a communal vegetable garden.

Every family unit had the same books. There were no laboratories, no cafeterias, no libraries in Septemberclaver. However, in the gymnasium there was a punching bag into which the Systems Administrator, who was also the censor, had placed forbidden books. Sometimes, in the early morning, Clara unraveled the thread, chose a book to read, and then sewed it back into the punching bag.