Cleansing

The cleanest surface may conceal the largest human cost.

A luxury hotel sells serenity through spotless rooms, polished corridors, and checklists precise enough to make labour disappear. Its facilities supervisor knows how much improvisation is required to preserve that illusion. So does Mira, one of the workers whose employment remains useful precisely because it is unofficial.

When an inspection turns routine shortcuts into evidence, every stain acquires an owner and every kindness becomes a liability. The hotel can correct the paperwork. It cannot acknowledge all the people who made its standards possible.

Cleansing is a quiet, exacting novel about outsourced labour, institutional purity, and the lives removed from view so that comfort can appear effortless.