I’m sitting in a spot where I wrote a good chunk of my book. It’s a hotel lobby near my house that is really nicely set up. There are comfy chairs and proper work spots. They play that electronic music that’s only played in hotel lobby, kind of clubby, but mellow. I first heard it in the bar at the Hudson in NYC, where you could sit on glowing yellow cu…
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