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July 10- 12:30am somebody came into our hostel. Clomping boots-dropping pack- and muttering to himself. His red headlamp light in my eyes woke me more. The wretched guy left the bunkroom I was in and wandered to the other one clomp clomp clomp. I decided he was confused and got up to see if I could help him before he woke up everybody. Turns out it was cotton! He said hey baby and gave me a hug that I scraped off and told him he was being really noisy. He said "I paid my money. But for you ...