I read the reviews more out of curiosity than anything else since I lived in this building when it was new back in 1964. I loved the place because it was three blocks from the Cable Car turntable at Powell and Market, just blocks from Union Square, China Town and Nob Hill. With floor to ceiling wall to wall glass facing Nob Hill and no visual obstructions, the view at night was a breathtaking 3-D post card of the Mark Hopkins, Fairmont, Grace Cathedral, etc. With concrete construction (virtually fireproof and with sprinklers) and steel doors and ultra modern Herman Miller furniture, radiant heated floors, etc. it was a great place for singles to live in the middle of everything. And back then the rent was $175 a month AND INCLUDED ALL UTILTIES. Yeah, we occasionally ran into a pack of Hell's Angels on coffee break at the 24-hour Compton's Cafeteria and strange things were always going on inside the men's room stalls. Chukker's sold any kind of drug you could think of hassle-free and at bargain prices right at their block-long counter that was obstensibly a bar. They had a huge yellow and black sign out front warning that the premises were subject to police raids at any time. Melvin Belli was cruising through town in his white Rolls-Royce after succesfully defending Condor Club star Carol Doda against the city's ordinance requiring that some sort of covering be worn over the breasts of exotic dancers. Doda eventually bought the Condor Club and became the toast of the town. She was the special guest of the American Bedding Manufactureres'Association convention luncheon held at Trader Vic's where she wore practically nothing and wound up bouncing on a big bed with association executives while the TV news cameras whirred away. How could you complain about the surroundings of a place like that' Just be glad the neighborhood still hasn't been overrun by tourists who find anything different scary. If you want boring, normal city life, move to San Diego.
DAVID ANTHONY RICHELIEU SAN ANTONIO, TEXAS
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