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I Got Trapped In My Airbnb

Quick thinking helped me break out.

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As I sometimes do, I decided — on a whim — to go on a writing retreat this holiday weekend. The Airbnb home that I rented is located in the Virginia countryside, about an hour away from my home.

The owner told me, early-on, that she would be out of town. All the better, I thought. No one would distract me from my writing.




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Jay Krasnow

Jay Krasnow

Former CIA officer | Most-definite Southpaw — Mind Cafe | Better Marketing | Writers Cooperative | Publishous — Tweet: @JayKrasnow

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