“I signed up, but I’m not sure if I made the cut,” I said.
“Well, let’s take a look. Your name?”
“Mr. ‘X’,” I said.
“Cabin?”
“220”
The woman rifled through several pages, and then re-examined the top page of her list. “Oh, yes—here you are. Go right on in,” she said loudly. “He’s about to start.” I left about 200 hopefuls waiting in line and made for the entrance.
The theater was packed, but I spotted a small gap in the mass of people— near the center of the room on the…
I adjusted the showerhead to produce a concentrated spray and positioned myself so that the blast of steaming water hit me right between the eyes. The hot water provided a welcome distraction, but no relief from the pain.
I sat there for perhaps half an hour, with increasingly morbid thoughts racing through my head. When I emerged from the shower, the bathroom was thick with mist and condensation dripped down the walls. I dried off, wrapped myself in a robe and headed for the verandah.
It was a lot…
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