We stayed at a motel in Astoria. It had a pool and a spa. It was late and there was only the guy at the front desk, and he didn't seem to care that we walked past the front desk in our towels and flip flops, clearly headed to the pool, when it was supposed to close. He seemed bored and oblivious, but just because his night was dull, ours didn't need to be. When we got to the pool room, my wife took a final look around, and stripped nude. I snapped a photo, and then joined her.
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