The Motel
It was a mysterious afternoon. The somber clouds were darkening my mood. I was standing alone at the reception of this tiny, two-room Motel on
November 25, 2019
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It was a mysterious afternoon. The somber clouds were darkening my mood. I was standing alone at the reception of this tiny, two-room Motel on
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