by Gustavo Barahona-López He sits fixated on an overly thick lampshade. Hand-stitched ambient light. Even his daydreams here are expensive. Wings shine from a disproportionate chandelier. The opulence casually bruises him. He gets up to check into his room. The manager sets down keys on the counter, already looking past him to the next customer. “Thank you!” he replies in a high-pitched voice coupled with a practiced, extra smile. Then comes the shiver. Patrons and patrons an