We’re following Bea Alonzo up and down a hotel hallway like a dolly crew on a movie set. We pause as she poses by a window, and roll on as she advances toward the next photo. In this setup, she’s been told to fish out her cell phone from a basket full of dirty hotel towels headed for the wash. Literally: dirty laundry. Alonzo complies. “It’s wet,” she says, laughingly, as she plucks out her phone from the heap of wet cotton and sundry human dirt. She does this gamely, without curled toes or any apparent misgivings.