Don't lose your keys.
Turns out they're a pretty essential part of the getting into your room process. Who knew right?
Special thanks to the nice Night Porter for letting me in at 2 in the morning. What a lovely man.
Looks like I'm going to have to get a new one. For 50 pounds. 50. Pounds.
Which means I'll be forced to talk to the Warden. Who's boring, scary and smells weird.
Hate life.
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