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Leonardo Hotels
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For the love of God, sort out your rooms
I'm writing this at 3.59am. Next door (412) are having a mad party, which is their business. Its been going on since 2.30am. Trouble is the walls are that thin, I'm listening to their conversation about their youth, interrupted by bursting balloons and loud sniffing. And these kids have stamina. I'm 52. And I'm thinking 'Am I dead? Am I in hell? I think I'm in hell. This is definitely hell....' UPDATE - It's 4.47 and I've accepted my fate. I'm having a cup of tea listening to stories about their brothers, who sound lovely. I'd rather be asleep. That TV is going on full blast at 8am though...