The following descriptions are true, without exaggeration.
I am staying in a female eight-person room. The hostel is a residential building behind a shopping mall. It feels like an old building from the 1980s with white tiles. The corridors, including the elevators, are all very shabby. Entering the hostel is still very simple. Dilapidated, although it is a residential area in name, it gives people the feeling of a peasant house before the Pearl River Delta transformation. The room is small, not as big as a normal university dormitory. Air conditioning is not allowed, so it is very hot, the bathroom is old and messy, the bathroom can only be said to be clean. Quilt covers and sheets are the cheapest kind of material, which is hard to see now. I slept all night with a full leg bag and it was very itchy. I am allergic to dirty things such as mites, dust and bugs, but I think other people are okay. The price of 35 a night is indeed very cheap, suitable for those who are not demanding and able to endure hardships. There is also a sister who lives with a baby. Probably everyone has their own difficulties. I stayed for one night and left. I can’t stand the experience. I can only say that you get what you pay for. I think some sisters have lived for a long time. Everyone has their own needs.
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