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Hotel Trenton, 427 South Olive Street


The Hotel Trenton, seven stories of sober brick laced with fire escapes, its yawning central maw somewhere between a gate of hell and a jaunty fireman's doorway, lurked low on Bunker Hill for many decades. There it is at 10 o'clock in the panorama. It was not a racy hotel, but it had its moments, and left an imprint on the fabric of its times.

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