The hotel room felt suffocating the moment I opened the door. Not warm. Not mildly uncomfortable. Hot.
The kind of sealed-in heat that hits your face like the blast from an oven. The curtains were shut tight, the air conditioner had been turned off, and the tiny digital thermostat on the wall blinked uselessly at eighty-nine degrees.
For one terrible …
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