Picture the scene, you've checked in. You may be a spy, in town clandestinely to meet a contact, or kill some guy with a poisoned machete. You may be a married couple, yearning for the anonymous touch of hotel sheets, hoping like hell your husband/wife don't find out. You may even be a weary business …
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