The laptop was indeed at the Sheraton downtown Baltimore, and Marjorie has it. She was going to box it up and send it to Phil by Express Mail.
Meanwhile, the Philadelphia Sheraton, where I'm staying, decided that 9am on a Monday was a great time to destroy the doorway of room 2631. I was in Room 2633. I don't want to talk about it.
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