Rooms That Refuse to Remember Us. On the hidden labor of hospitality
Drawing on autoethnographic experience as a hotel cleaner in Amsterdam, this essay examines how the hospitality industry renders its workers structurally invisible.
Drawing on autoethnographic experience as a hotel cleaner in Amsterdam, this essay examines how the hospitality industry renders its workers structurally invisible.
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