This is New York's preeminent hourly hotel. Their business is hourly, not daily. Their web site proclaims that they are "your rendezvous for romance." There's no pretense it's otherwise, no shame or secrecy in what they are. Their rates are posted, their rules are posted. They provide a specific service and they do it well. The rooms are steam-cleaned between guests. There are only two sounds inside the hotel: the sound of fucking and the sound of cleaning.
Guests have a wide choice of porn, included in the price of admission. Some of the rooms (particularly on the ground floor) have mirrors on the ceiling. They are lit with soft purple neon – the light obscures the imperfections on the walls – and the guests. Everyone, it turns out, looks good in soft purple light in a ceiling mirror.