Pavel emerged from his cave, bleary-eyed. “The German tour group wants a ‘medieval experience’ tonight. Whips and ale.”
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“Good night?” he asked.
He grinned. This was their true marriage – not sex, but strategy. While other couples argued about mortgage rates, they debated the ROI of installing a jacuzzi in Room 4. Their “date nights” consisted of scouting competitors’ establishments in Prague, sipping overpriced champagne, and whispering critiques: “Their lighting is too clinical.” “Did you see that couch? IKEA. Vulgar.” Pavel emerged from his cave, bleary-eyed