It's always midnight at the hotel. The music never stops, the dance goes on forever, every drink is on the house. Stay as long as you like, leave any time, but you'll never get a room. No one does.
The hotel isn't muchâthe paint's peeling off the walls, the elevator malfunctions, the noise is endless, there's no foodâbut it's all there is. There's one escape, but no one takes it. Not if they have a choice.