Richmond Hotel

Once this establishment was decent enough to feel it warranted its own color post cards. When I was little, my family doctor, Dr. Atlas, had his office in the basement. I remember going there with my mother when she was pregnant with my sister (which is longer ago than either of us wishes to admit). At some point in the seventies it transitioned from real hotel to skanky residential flophouse-like hotel. I can only imagine (and that's because I'm too tired to write more) the sort of post card it would warrant today.


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