I stayed in this so-called hotel for one night and never again. Staying there greatly reminded me how unsuccessful I was in life that the hometown boy who wanted to return to the city I was born and raised in had to end up in this flophouse. The rooms are 6 x 8 with a bed and night table. I was able to squeeze myself and my suitcase between the bed and wall after I removed the waste basket. The walls are paper thin and I was awakened by the sounds of someone having sex. She sounded as if she liked it. There is a bathroom and shower down the hall for everyone to use – like a military barracks. The place reminded me of the cells they lock up the insane. Being an old tenement building there is no elevator and I had to walk up 5 flights. I only had one suitcase, but it was still a chore. I saw some people arrive with tons of luggage causing me to actually feel sorry for them. Believe me, if you could at all afford it spend a few hundred more and stay in something that is not reminiscent of old Chinese and keep away from this flophouse. The only good thing is that it is better than sleeping on a park bench, but not much more.
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