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The morning shift when nobody asks for anything
It's that rare half-hour before check-out when the lobby is just itself—no requests, no complaints, just the faint smell of last night's rain and a vacuum cleaner running somewhere far off. I almost feel like a prop in someone else's quiet movie, and honestly that's fine by me.
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