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I came to the Overlook Hotel for an interview today. Creepy little place, high up in the mountains of America, with hardly anyone about. The hotel manager looked very shiny and new, but I sensed he had dark secrets hidden behind his plastic Lego-like face. The twin waiters, Kit and Matt, were completely blue, and everyone knows blue people aren't to be trusted. Even the chef was odd: with a name like Vitamin C, doubtless he only cooks using citrus fruits. Fortunately my old comrade Mr Wilson was there too, taking a short holiday to visit t…