The Coral Sands was a cruisy motel where at one time men in their rooms would wait with the door open out onto the walkway, hoping for action. Unfortunately this degree of bathhouse titillation was essentially over by the time I first visited, which was probably early 1990s. By that time the neighboring properties had been built up into highrise apartment buildings that towered over the two-story motel, so there were repeated warnings not to do anything outdoors, apparently because it would annoy the neighbors. It still attracted gay men, but it was essentially no fun at all.