Prostitute Corner
One of the advantages (?) of living where I have a view of Seymour and Nelson is keeping tabs on all the Vancouver top-shelf prostitution antics (perhaps I need to talk to someone who lives near Hastings and Main to see if the well-drink version compares).
Last night, when playing with the camera, I noticed a giant set of plywood panels, mounted at second-storey level, wrapping around the empty building outside of which the prostitutes . . . uh . . . engage in their Business Development functions.
At first I thought it was construction on the building, but the panels aren't on the building itself, rather mounted on kind of a scaffolding.
Then I thought, oh man, if this is something the Contemporary Art Gallery is planning, this is going to get crazy.
I wasn't far off.
This morning I woke up to discover that industrious early-Sunday-morning billboard-putter-uppers had practically wrapped the building in a giant red billboard. For Virgin, no less. And if that weren't ironic enough, the slogan (an ad for inexpensive text messaging, I believe) says, "It's okay to always be touching it."
This has to be intentional, right?
Last night, when playing with the camera, I noticed a giant set of plywood panels, mounted at second-storey level, wrapping around the empty building outside of which the prostitutes . . . uh . . . engage in their Business Development functions.
At first I thought it was construction on the building, but the panels aren't on the building itself, rather mounted on kind of a scaffolding.
Then I thought, oh man, if this is something the Contemporary Art Gallery is planning, this is going to get crazy.
I wasn't far off.
This morning I woke up to discover that industrious early-Sunday-morning billboard-putter-uppers had practically wrapped the building in a giant red billboard. For Virgin, no less. And if that weren't ironic enough, the slogan (an ad for inexpensive text messaging, I believe) says, "It's okay to always be touching it."
This has to be intentional, right?