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For the past nine days, I’ve been in a hotel room with windows that don’t open. I can’t leave. I don’t even have a room key. Three times a day, someone knocks on my door with a paper bag of food. It’s weird. But I’m very glad to be here.

Hotel Quarantine Expectations

Laura sits on a yoga ball, drinks fine wine, learns Duolingo, succeeds mentally and emotionally

Hotel Quarantine Reality

Laura sings Part of Your World at the hotel window. We're all very concerned.