I love old clocks. And strangely, the last time I stayed at the Club Quarters Rittenhouse Square I somehow didn’t see this old clock that was right in front of the hotel. (I don’t know how I didn’t notice it before; but the trip was super truncated — in comparison to previous trips — and I didn’t really have a ton of free time either.)
Yes, it was accurate.
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