Hostel stories.
December 20th 2008 San Francisco, 19-11-2002.
The only other occupant in my dormitory of the hostel is a pleasant enough phillipino bloke who works as a male nurse at some hospital near the airport.
Not that I see much of him, he works during the nights and sleeps during the day. He told me he does five twelve hours shifts a week and then has two days off which he spends with relatives in Nevada.
Basically
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