Rushed out of the hotel this morning, so my bit of daily narcissism had to wait until this evening.
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It, too, suffered from the rush out of the hotel. I remembered as I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror as the elevator doors closed, but concluded it would be silly to go back for it. Besides, I brought only one hank on this trip, so you'll be bored with it soon enough.