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Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Where the identity theives roam
Every weekday I drive past the Greenwood Inn, the former center of middle class opulence located near the 217. The Greenwood closed last December and has been boarded up ever since.
During my commute I used to daydream about entering the poorly secured building and wandering around ala the good folks at "Lost Destinations." What can I say, I'm weird, I dig kitschy relics of the past and an abandoned hotel sounds a like a great place for peculiar photo opps.
Is all the furniture and artwork still in the rooms? Does it look like the abandoned hotel on the "Tower of Terror" ride at California Adventure? Are there bellhop ghosts? These are the things I wonder about while on driving towards eight-hours of drudgery in the suburbs.
But the Greenwood is also a great spot to meet methheads and identity thieves. The owners apparently left behind a hoard of financial information which various ne'er-do-wells have been digging through. Here's a link to an Oregonian article on the hotel's more recent guests.
It's probably for the best that I never headed out there on my lunch break.