The following morning, I was woken by the rattle of the room service cart bringing breakfast into the room. Dave was up and dressed already as I sat up clearing my eyes. The waiter was no more than twenty at best, and not once did he look me in the eyes and only at the floor. Then it dawned on me that my clothes from last night were all over the floor exactly where I'd thrown them. He
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