There’s something about a hotel that brings out the deviancy in people. The anonymity that a hotel offers, allows you to be whoever you desire. You could be the average Joe, a doctor, escort, lawyer? Each room filled with a unique story so complex and compelling. You could lose yourself exploring each room for just a minute. You can tell a lot about someone from looking into their room. Neat and orderly? Bed made without the help from room service? Clothes scattered about? Empty bags of complementary snacks and little liquor bottles? That doctor, so orderly and follows the rules to the tee, lives in total chaos. The escort, a life full of chaos, not knowing how her next client will treat her, prefers to live a simple and clean life. Needing some structure and order in her life. Who am I? The doctor, lawyer, escort? That’s the great part of a hotel. You can be anyone you want, night after night. The possibilities are endless. I’ll let you decide who I am tonight.