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... that kind of establishment.
Walking straight to the reception desk, I saw a bearded man sitting there.
“Welcome...”
The man scrutinized us, eyeing us up and down.
“I’d like to rent a room.”
“Do you even know what kind of place this is? This ain’t somewhere you bring a kid.”
“A kid? She’s my wife.”
At that, the man gave Leanne a suspicious look.
“...Your wife?”
“Yeah. Believe it or not, she’s 25, older than me.”
I wa ...
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