Part One:
Cat and I are staying in a hotel, in the penthouse suite. Everything is immaculately clean and polished, colors are all cream, white and tan. The oversized TV that is mounted to the wall is on and showing some kind of cheeky spy movie starring Henry Czerny.
I head downstairs. It is morning.
I leave the hotel and enter another building through the back door that opens into a fast food/movie theater place where I am scheduled to interview. Before me is a very large room, where an army of black and red uniformed people are assembling sandwiches and other food stuffs at a series of star-shaped counter stations.
Before me is a very large room, where an army of black and red uniformed people are assembling sandwiches and other food stuffs at a series of star-shaped table stations.
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