Travel in the infinite multiverse is just as common, easy, and absolutely delightful as that freckled young thing that made your parts tingle and squirm when you were still learning how to feel the great and terrible storms that sweep across the landscapes of within you. For many, travel between the multiverses is as common as the mites on your face.


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    This is because of infinity.


    Infinity is a bit of a pervert, as far as phenomena go, and as far as perverts go, there are few so prolific in perversity than the operators of The Grand Hotel.


    If you don’t have a branch of The Grand Hotel in your universe, you are probably reading this book.