so I was keeping a look out - not for anything in particular - while simultaneously making sure I wasn't missing anything from the other direction. There were fifteen people urging me to change position, which (as you might expect) I was giving a lot of consideration
I was feeling rather exposed, but luckily was able to take shelter in some dust. The only downside was the racket of turning wheels, but I made the most of it. In a fit of mad optimism, I addressed a building I'd only just discovered, and told it almost forty times how much I loved it
This building, as it turned out, was the Hotel Yorba, where I'd be glad for you to visit me later on - I don't have a room (in fact the entire premises are empty), but look for me just the same on one of the higher floors.
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