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"If... " One of my favorite films.

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During our hedonistic days, Russ and I would go slumming (google it) in Downtown LA's Skid Row. When we did, we always booked a room at the Cecil. We'd check in around 11 am and go hit the dive bars, signless word-of-mouth bars, and Mexican gay bars that were always empty because the big influx of gay men from West Hollywood hadn't happened yet, and then we'd come back to the Cecil all fucked up and have pounding husband on husband man sex.

The first time we booked a room (always $49), they put us in one that the check-in girl said would always call the front desk at night, even though no one was booked in the room. I don't know why she did it or why she would tell us that about the room. The room had a window that looked across the street at the alley where serial killer Richard Ramirez committed his murders. In the middle of night, I woke up because I felt what I could only describe as pure evil in the room. It felt malignant and hateful. Even though I was fucked up and away from my Christian faith, I still had the sense to tell this "entity" to get out of the room in the Name of Jesus. Literally, within a matter of seconds of saying that, the hatred dissipated, and I was able to pass out again.
We never stayed in that room again.

Every time we would check in at the front desk for a staycation, there were always people around checking in or walking out, but once they got into the elevator to go up, it was as if they vanished into thin air. Every time we left our room or returned, we never saw a soul in the hallways or anyone leaving or going to their rooms, ever. We also had this nagging feeling like we were always being observed. One time, I thought someone was in our room because my knock-off Vacheron Constantin watch was gone in the morning when I could have sworn I put it on the dresser table the night before (It freaked me out because I remember watching a true crime program of someone going into the next-door motel room by removing a compartment in their room's dresser they could slide through and come out on the other end). One of the times we stayed there, the time frame had Elisa Lam still in the water tank. I honestly think she was seeing someone she was avoiding by going in and out of the elevator. We know seconds are missing from the original video of her elevator antics and the one put out by the Police. She also didn't have the strength to lift the large metallic lid of the water tank, climb in, and stayed in their until she drowned. The rooftop is prohibited, and the access routes to it all have locks. The Biltmore Hotel is only a few blocks from the Cecil, the Biltmore being the last place the Black Dahlia was seen before her body was discovered mutilated in a field.

The hotel has the distinction of hosting two different serial killers, people being horribly murdered in their rooms like the famous "Pigeon Goldie" of Pershing Square, ODs, and people throwing themselves out of windows to end it all.

Am I saying the Cecil Hotel is a port of evil? Of course not! That's, ridiculous...

 

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