"This is pure Portland: creative, authentic, irreverent. Rooms in the revamped 1912 hotel are decorated with murals and fitted with vintage claw-foot tubs; bedside tables are fashioned from secondhand tomes (the famous Powell’s Books is just down the block). It’s no wonder bands on tour like to stay here: there are in-room turntables and vintage LP’s, and guitar strings for sale at the front desk. Staff dressed in Nom de Guerre–conceived ensembles (button-down shirts, crisp Dickies pants) are as cool as the surroundings."
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