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TEPPING from the elevator, after a silent, swift flight of twenty-four stories. . . you are in a different
J world. Soft, deep carpets; subdued lights; luxurious furnishings; . . . through the transparent walls of
plate glass that surround the entire floor, San Francisco lies at your feet. The Bay Bridge, green Yerba Buena
Island, the Contra Costa hills, the Bay Cities. You follow the horizon .. . Nob Hill, the towers of the Golden
Gate Bridge, Twin Peaks, Civic Center, Market Street, the teeming industrial area
circle. And when the brilliant palette of the sunset is quenched in the Pacific, a Fairy Land springs into
life. Long files of street lights marching up the encircling hills. Blazing windows from a thousand serrated
buildings. Neon signs intense with green and crimson fires. And overhead, the spangled canopy of the
sky, with perhaps a silver crescent sailing through wisps of cloud . . . THIS is the "Sky Room."
all these in the brief
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HOTEL EMPIRE, SAN FRANCISCO
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CARDHU
Mailed from the SKY ROOM
24TH FLOOR : HOTEL EMPIRE, SAN FRANCISCO
