To move in, you need to fill your head or the memory of your gadget with a bunch of unnecessary information: codes for each door and door, a separate phone number to which to transfer the deposit and make a lot of gestures: transfer this deposit, confirm that you have transferred it. Hooray! You are in the room. Even alone, it’s so cramped that you want to run away as quickly as possible, but we’ve already paid for accommodation and a deposit - we inject ourselves, eat cactus, endure it. Another bonus is that instead of hot water, there is water from very warm to downright cool. Otherwise, it’s clean, tidy, quite functional, and, of course, in the city center. The whole point of the hotel “concept” is to divide a spacious apar**ent into cells and call each of them an apar**ent. You are not a guest here, but a tenant, but a lease with an encumbrance in the form of 3 points, 31 sub-points, 15 hyphens (I was too lazy to count) “rules of residence” (fines for not allowed by law, for not allowed in the hotel, extra fees for not wanting).
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