Several hundred vertical feet of concrete is pretty, in its own unrelentingly drab way. But why do hotels have to use decorating schemes in which the curtains themselves look like what they should really be opening onto is a giant circus puppet show?
I'm having a just-fine time here in Dallas, although I didn't go to any actual conference sessions (as I'm not, after all, a gerontologist). I'm up in my hotel room doing work unrelated to either of the presentations I need to prepare for tomorrow.
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