The single person at the desk was indifferent, sluggish, and occasionally absent. There is nothing in the neighborhood but post-industrial decay. The hall carpet is stained with who-knows-what. Room floors are bare concrete. The a/c is a portable unit with an exhaust hose through the window. That said, the bed was clean and reasonably comfortable, the elevator didn't get stuck, the plumbing fixtures were new and functional, and nobody tried to break into our room. A hostel without the glitter.