The humid, chlorinated enclosed pool. It was long-ago remade into another hostel, without a trace of the original remaining. And that's a shame. We threw away the California-cool too quickly, and replaced it with mediocre blandness.

Did men in their late middle-age stand in this room and think "the new look of the world is certainly colorful and exuberant," or did they just think "I am out of joint, and cannot connect to any of this"?