Continental breakfast

The continental buffet breakfast was truly unlimited. You turned, or blinked, or just shifted your attention, and all the bread and cheese and meat and pastry was back in place like you had got up early for once. We did what we could, filling bags and touring the city to feed the hungry. We planned how we could do more. But we didn't understand the magic. We didn't even try. We didn't know what unpayable debts we were billing to our rooms.

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Jamie Larson
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