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I drove six hours to check into my new luxury resort, only for the front desk clerk to toss a keycard at my feet.

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Mr. Wilson, just to try and de-escalate the situation and get her to leave quietly,” Justin bragged loudly from behind the mahogany counter. He leaned forward, gesturing toward the white plastic card on the floor near my sneaker. “But she threw it back in my face. She’s completely unreasonable. I had no choice but to call security.”

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