Breakfast is a bowl of porridge, two facial masks, and a tea egg. On May 8th, there are fewer than ten guests. They are a little bit timid and dare not go to bed. At night, they also encounter public security rounds. The one who is angry is to check out. I opened a special ticket, and then the front desk said that I would go to the place booked online. Anyway, the room smelled, the breakfast was the worst, and the front desk service was poor. This is the worst hotel I have ever visited. Poor, poor.
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