There’s bedbugs, and then there’s bed bugs.
Queen Street West sex club Wicked was throwing out a heap of vinyl furniture on Tuesday night. I never get too close to garbage furniture in this bedbug-infested town, but there was something extra “ewwww” about Wicked’s cast-offs.
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Tagged bed, couch, divan, furniture, garbage, pink, queen street, Rob Elliott, sex club, Sketchbook, swizzle, vinyl, Wicked, you windy rathole
Recently, I’ve been reading a series of local history booklets put out by the Toronto Public Library Board.