That has to be under the Marquee at the Paradise Cinema.
It was a porn house just before it became part of the Festival Cinemas chain. Friends of mine cleaned it out. They found a "room" at the back where the working ladies would help out the customers. They described the smell of the place as "funky."
The last time I was there was back in the 90s with a bunch of staff from the Bloor Cinema (where I was working at the time). We were there to see Polyester and we had dropped some sweet acid. It was the start of one of the oddest evenings I think I ever spent and included madness, blowing snow and a nuclear reactor.
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Last edited by Charlatan; 02-17-2006 at 04:45 PM..
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