It's 3:12 pm. If you are reading this at work, GO HOME! You are clearly not doing anything that can't wait until Monday anyway. It promises to be a beautiful weekend too. Why don't you find yourself a deck and have a brew or something?
Also, your room is ready Grandma. Boh has the concierge on stand-by to take your luggage when you arrive.
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1 sweet nothing:
no it's not. it's 10:19.
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