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The plans for the rebuilt Fhloston Paradise Hotel shimmered in a hologram in front of Ruby Rhod. “And now, here are the plans for Fhloston Paradise Hotel 2, all fresh and shiny from the space architect. What do you think, people? Do you love it? Who cares! I do! And, as I’m the new owner that’s all that matters…Green!” Ruby smiled into the camera. “I’ll be doing my show daily from the most notorious place in the universe, in memory of the great singer Plavalagula. Now that th

March 27th. Saturday. 5.15pm. The Grand Budapest Hotel, Zubrowka. Zero Moustafa gazed at the author and watched him scribble his notes. He’d told him everything, the story of Monsieur Gustave H and how he was falsely accused of murder and imprisoned, how he’d met Agatha, how they’d helped Monsieur Gustave escape, the assistance of the Society of the Crossed Keys, and how Gustave had died defending him, a refugee, from fascist soldiers. He told the author how Gustave had left

Dracula sighed and looked at his daughter Mavis. “What are we going to do? If the Frankensteins or Griffin the invisible man or the werewolves find out that we have a…HUMAN…here, Hotel Transylvania will be finished!” He threw up his hands in despair. Mavis smirked. “Dramatic, Dad! He’s not just any human, he’s called Jonathan and he’s my friend now. We can’t just throw him out. Besides, he’d leave a terrible review on Tripadvisor…” Dracula nodded. “These humans and their hote

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