Paid in full by a force beyond our understanding or control.
The rooms in here burn with a mid August light.
A light that penetrates every nook and crevice.
Boiling restlessness and chilling melancholy insist that this isn't a vacation.
Check out time varies depending on the individual. Some guests leave bright and early without their luggage. However others leave in the dead of night lugging far more than they came in with.
The sun never sets on the Last Chance Hotel and it never rises on it either.
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