The Assemblage is lacking in many of the basic amenities that a hotel with this price point would normally have. It has no concierge, no gym, and its lobby is no more of a hallway off the street with a security guard and bowls of dried flowers and water at the front desk. But a clue to the company's real raison d'être is found in that odd display. Next to those are notes asking entrants to take a flower and assign to it an intention for the day, either floating it in the water, or keeping it with them. That's because The Assemblage is a new kind of hybrid: a new agey co-working and event space with accommodations for guests on the higher floors. It's those digs that make the Assemblage a smart pick, even for travelers who have no interest in attending what the organization bills as "interactive workshops, live music, movie nights, conversations with cultural icons," most of which have to do with such consciousness-raising topics as shamanism, meditation, Native American hallucinogenics, yoga, and tai chi. Book a hotel room and you can skip the enlightenment, cocooning yourself in the luxury of a space that's as big as an apartment (well, a Manhattan one), with a very usable kitchen, a living room, a plush bedroom, and live plants throughout—on the walls in many spaces there are handsome "paintings" created from live moss. The decor, created by top design firm Meyer Davis, is from fine woods custom-crafted in Italy, and out the windows, many of the views are dramatic. The aforementioned work spaces are top-of-the-line and they boast large walk-in closets. And the hotel is just steps away from two massive subway hubs featuring every major line in the city, so you'll be able to zip around and sightsee very easily. Surprising and unique perk: free laundry service! My guess is that the guest rooms are this plush because the ultimate goal is for members of the community to move in. No matter. Today, anyone can get digs that, while not cheap, are far more livable than those found in hotels with similar pricing. And that's worth a "namaste" greeting or two in the hallway, right?