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Grace keeps going back to the motel. Different nights. Different men. The same empty smile. She wears expensive dresses and gold jewelry. She laughs at their jokes. She pours their drinks. But when they leave, she sits alone in her room and wonders why she feels nothing. This is what she knows. This is all she knows.