About the book: year / This is the Hotel California. It is not dark and gloomy, there are no drafts along its corridors, the floorboards do not creak underfoot, the doors do not slam at night, the wind does not howl in the fireplace, it does not even have an old grandfather's clock that has stopped... It has another secret, or rather, secrets: today one, tomorrow another, and sometimes several at once. And its owner jealously guards each one from anyone who dares to look inside. Even from a man to whom you are irresistibly drawn, and whose eyes are so reminiscent of a snake. Welcome to the California Hotel - one of a kind. And may you rest in peace…