Dept. Of Everything Must Go: Hey Buddy, Wanna Buy A Nightclub?
Hey kid. You got dreams? You want fame? Well, fame costs. And right here’s where you could start paying. You could be big pimpin’/spendin’ cheese on this little piece of a dream at 450 N. Fifth Street. Sure, something about it might say “This is a perfect place for people who can’t shot at the Palmer to get shot at,” but what do you think Steve Rubell said when he first saw the location for Studio 54? And who cares if it’s basically in the Electric Factory‘s parking lot? You could run a drive-thru drink concession when the shows let out! We kid, but at $280K — OH GOD WAIT IT’S ACTUALLY $2.8 MILLION,MY BAD! — um, scratch that. On the upside, it’s got a liquor license. On the downside, woe to you sir, should you consider opening a titty bar there.
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