Well, you know I'm not going to BS you. Virgin Hotels doesn't know who I am and in no way asked me to do this. I'm writing this Virgin Hotel Chicago review because I honestly HATE hotel rooms. I find them so disgusting in almost every way.
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So maybe I had a stage five freakout at the stroke of my thirtieth birthday, but after the swollen eyes and hysteria subsided, I was actually rather okay about leaving my 20s behind in the dusty cloud of uncertainty that they were. I had just gotten married and it seemed life was kind of coming together, not that I ever needed it to, but it was a nice surprise. I mean, for a surprise. Cus, eew.
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