
Cole’s French Dip opened its doors in 1908, back when Los Angeles still smelled like horse sweat and the newspapers were full of train times and oil claims. The bar sat at the base of the Pacific Electric building, back when red cars ruled the city and the idea of “downtown nightlife” meant whiskey and card games, not rooftop DJs. Cole’s was the kind of place built to outlast fashion. And for more than a century, it did.
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