Lisa Lubin lived in bed and breakfast joints, torn and overused jeans and flip flops, bathed in hotel soaps the size of pebbles (the sort hotels handout with the room key), led a peripatetic life around the world and came back to settle in Chicago. Read about the way she did it, also with interesting tips on what she missed and didn't miss. Didn't miss much, that is.
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