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“One night in a famed bungalow, a home away from home for countless screenwriters and directors and movie stars, all for a special birthday night, with stained carpeting, non functional light switches and a heated toilet seat that makes your ass sweat.”
At an IHG brand in London. It wasn’t just this patch but every 20 feet or so in the hall. It was also a hotel with “difficult internet times”. Like when people return from touring or work at 6 pm….and the WiFi crashes….
At a Hampton Inn. It seems like a perfect storm of dirt, grime, dust and ectoplasm.
At a surprisingly nice Hyatt brand.
At a tap house restaurant. Fortunately the turkey bacon club arrived already cut.
A little swash of plasma, almost certainly from a bloody nose, and missed by housekeeping. At a hotel in Salt Lake City.
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