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He bragged for weeks about driving to San Diego to visit his girlfriend—who, of course, no one had ever met. At the Wyndham, he claimed to be staying on the 17th floor, sending balcony shots clearly taken from much lower. Later, a friend stayed at the same hotel and discovered two things: the 17th floor didn’t exist, and neither did she.
I was on the 8th floor, banging your mom
I'm actually your dad