Anyone who’s spent a night out on the town in Vancouver in the last 30+ years has at least heard of Dick’s on Dicks (or Richard’s on Richards, for the less-vulgar). Surprisingly, it’s not a nonheterosexual club, despite its perfect name for such.
I’ve never been through its doors (and if you haven’t, either, you can take a virtual tour here). And a virtual tour is all you get, now, because this:
…has become this:

Bricks on Dicks (September 2009)
So Dick’s on Dicks’ neighbours have traded drunken teenagers bellowing “I’m fukkin’ DRUUUUUNNNNKKKKK!” at 2AM (and the occasional stabbing/shooting) for noisy construction equipment throughout weekdays. Fair trade? Tough call.









With the font on that signage? NOT GAY? hmmmm.