The ledger is not an inventory. It is a guest book, in eleven hands, spanning a hundred and twenty years.

Names, dates, and beside each one a short spell in a shorthand Mione can read and will not translate.

The last entry is dated 1904 and reads: ONE LAST NIGHT, THEN SHUT IT UP. NOTHING IN HERE WANTS TO BE CLOSED.

MioneIt's a pleasure house. It was a house where people came to — and nobody ever disarmed it.

MalfoidSo it is still taking requests.