Sleeping with Agatha Christie and the ghosts of guests past in Syria’s Baron Hotel
Do you believe in ghosts? I wish I did, for were I to entertain the flimsiest hope that some relic of a personality could haunt a place where once they were, then I should not have slept a wink last night, for the thrill of who might linger.
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