I sank into the plush cushions, it was an endless-seeming journey.
Five waiters, a conference organizer and a concierge could not convince me to elevate and wander out of the lobby, of course, they were otherwise occupied.
I watched, waited, eavesdropping on the long-married couple who had centuries of experience it seemed.
Two cognacs later it became obvious that I was now a resident.
A tour bus passed the bubbling glass windows. Apparently you could see everything for thirty nine small pieces of gold and three hours of your time.
Everything!
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