The s/o n I have a close friend(no longer in Chicago) who "resided" in the Hotel Tokyo for a scosh...um...the one time we visited was enough to put me off iconic SRO's for life: dusk-lit plywood warrens on and on...bum fights...pathos oozing up, sticking to yr shoes...squelch squelch...
I was really glad when our friend got the fuck outta there.
He's on...to much better things...which is to say that not everyone who bides time in such purgatories is destined there by bad behavior, tough luck, or...um...diet...
our one visit was enough to "scare me str8" ...so to speak
...tho' I'm still intrigued by Ginza Fish and the people who stay at the Best Western "next door."
oh...and the "jimhenrikson" thing...on the off-chance that he peruses LTH...can I say...get a life? Braindead collegiates in search of "irony" are a dime a dozen.
Being gauche rocks, stun the bourgeoisie