Hotel Empire

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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 Cențer, Market Street, the teeming industrial area. . . all these in the brief cirçle. 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." HOTEL EMPIRE, SAN FRANCISCO

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